The end of them

I woke up early on Saturday morning, to shouting. My son, Alex, had electrocuted himself after consulting with Alexy.

The recruiting process at our firm had to be accelerated, the CEO was pushing growth, growth, growth. So my mind was on other things - we needed help. My son seemed ok, so I wrote my idea down on how we could accelerate growth, starting with using outside recruitment agency StarHire. My friend, James, knew the CTO well, they seemed good. Email sent.

Only two weeks later, Alf joined our development team along with 41 other recruits, wow, StarHire, and now me, really were stars! The direct access to our recruiting system paid dividends.

Not enough disk space... damn... Alf cursed. Time for a clean up.

The first we knew was when our daughter called to say her boyfriend, Petey, was no longer with us. Something about something falling from the sky!?

Then the news reports started coming in, people injured and dying from something falling from the sky, described as very severe hail.

The internet went down, just at the wrong moment - I knew because the heating went wonky and the fridge complained.

Bonkers, bonkers, bonkers. BSOD. The IT in this firm is shocking!

The CEO called to say, great job, yay!

Close shave on the drive in this morning, my Teslaz game playing days are over, I promised myself. Along with the list of other new year's resolutions, including spending more time in the metaverze yoga.

The cyber folks at the office were squawking about some new hole or threat or something - ignore pile - they always turn out to be nothing burgers.

But, this internet outage did seem prolonged, since we took all our services from StarLinks now.

Transfer complete... yes!

Social media now took off, with more stories of people dying and of major internet issues across the globe. People were taking to bunkers and underground stations. This hail looked sinister. The StarLinks satellite rumours were now circulating, some saying ALL satellites were breaking up.

The CEO pulled us all together, in person, and had lost patience on the shoddy internet. The C team tried to explain (I kept thinking, I am glad this is not my problem). That is when the CIO said something about a rogue employee, something about StarLinks, and our star employee Alf, and everyone looked at me, but my deflections onto the wider world disaster happening out there didn't seem to work.

Bags packed, on my way. Close accounts, check. Gone.

I had to get some air, so I went outside. That is the last thing I remember here in my hospital bed in a corridor, somewhere. I was covered in blood. I quickly grabbed my phone and made notes... these notes...

Make of them what you will...

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