Hall of Shame
Yes, we love Outlook when it’s reminding us of appointments, helping us schedule meetings, alerting us of e-mail from the big boss, and keeping us honest with our deadlines. But then with no warning our adorable little pal goes all psycho on us. Searches crash the system. We find ourselves buried alive in an Inbox that’s out of room. And then there are those pernicious, pervasive, flesh-eating e-mail viruses. All too soon, our Outlook dream is a nightmare. And we can’t wake up.
“For the next thirteen days, I attempted to restore the Exchange backup.”
My thirteen days in Exchange Hell
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