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Vibrate. Beep!

Many of you are aware that I carry around a little black box; an electronic device, or “mobular”, that I fondly refer to as my electronic “leash.” Of course, I’m referring to my BlackBerry, or “Crack”Berry, if you’re a snortin’ hipster.

Whether you prefer the traditional nomenclature or not, you surely realize the invaluable business asset that is this little vibrator. With one, you get perpetual access to your email, a fantastic little web-browsing tool, and a willing participant in hot iPod on BlackBerry action.

Case in point: my “leash” has taken to waking me up these last two mornings at ungodly hours to pleasantly (beep!) inform me that one of our many services is having just a touch of the stutters (or a spot of down syndrome). There isn’t really quite anything quite so refreshing as a call, nay, a scream for help from one of your beloved services – especially if it’s the one of irrefutable reliability and quality.

Luckily though, for myself and the office, is that I’ve been waking up “naturally” in the wee hours of the morning due to a touch of the cold. So, I haven’t been missing nor feeling irritated by alerts and can shift my angst rightly to this never-ending nose-clobbering tissue-annihilating cold.

Here comes Airborne, Phenylephrine, and Nyquil.