||[Apr. 4th, 2008|11:10 am]
Whole lotta labia.
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So the chain of events goes like this:
Thursday AM - Mail received from new corporate helpdesk monkey - "Clean up your mailboxes at some point, bitches. We ain't got no room." (except nicer)
Thursday Noon - Entire corporate staff - "Well, I suppose at some point I must clean up my mailbox. I wonder how small it must be. I wonder also when the 'some point' will be. Bitches."
Friday AM - Exchange server - No email goin' out, Bitches! Everyone's mailbox is too big! You're all dead in the water. Also I have blocked access to any web-based mail service. AHAHAHAHAHA! bitches
And the next sound you hear is my entire office grinding to a halt as we spend our entire morning trying to archive everything and delete everything else. Seriously. Bitches.