Tres Equis
I rarely discuss OmegaDad’s job, because I’m deathly afraid that someone, somehow, will get wind of my blog, read something about his job, and promptly decide to fire him because of me. Paranoia strikes deep, y’know.
However, this story is just too cute to pass up.
He works for the feds as a dirt dude. The feds are anal about their computers, not allowing anyone to have admin powers on them. (This drives OmegaDad nuts because he regularly tries to install specialized add-ons for his GIS and ends up having to call the state IT coordinator to ask her to do it for him.) They also regularly check emails at the server for evil nasty vile stuff.
He got an email this week from Brenda, the state IT coordinator. Brenda was just dancing on air, because she had finally figured out a way to keep his emails to me from being flagged as p0rnography.
Git yer minds out of the gutter, kids. It’s not because we talk dirty in our emails. (Alas.)
See, we have signatures for each other. Mine, to him, is “exohme”.
His, to me?
“xxxooo”.
Apparently, as soon as the state office installed the pr0n filters, his emails started showing up in the filtered queue. Brenda read the first one, went, “Oh, how sweet!” and just ignored the rest. But she was about to go out of town on vacation, and didn’t want to have to explain it all to her temporary backup, who isn’t quite as sharp as she is…In our innocence, we had never even considered the possibility that those three x’s were getting flagged.
Dreadful news: OMG. Miss Snark has announced she is retiring her blog! I am furschimmelt! While I am in no way, shape, or form an aspiring professional writer, I have followed her blog faithfully for at least a year. Farewell, Miss Snark! Farewell, Killer Yapp! Buh-bye, cluegun! Adios, Crapometer! ::Sob!::
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