Monica looked at the screen. She watched it for a moment, expecting something to happen, then realized that the screen had seemed unchanged the whole time she had been there. Since the monitor was the only source of light, if something had changed, she probably would have noticed. The longer it went on, the closer she moved to the screen, as though getting a better look would somehow unravel the mystery. She was about six inches from the screen when she found her voice.
“How long has it been like this?”…
Does the shared digital storage at your office give you headaches, stomachaches, confusion, anxiety, bad dreams, insomnia or other sleep disturbances, poor concentration or lack of focus, or, in extreme cases, symptoms of digital hoarding and paranoia that coworkers might lose your files? This can result in difficult work environments and relationships, and half-files stashed on scattered drives to prevent data loss only worsen the potential for problems.
There is hope.
I don’t have time to deal with that right now—I’m on a deadline.
I can’t tell you how often I’ve heard that. Guess what? Before you finish this project, you are going to start talking about the next one, so there isn’t going to be a good time if you’re waiting for a significant break, and when the “that” is your network, you are not only rolling the dice on a rather dicey bet, you are seriously shooting yourself in the foot.
“Ok, now I’m really confused. Who is we, what are we stuck on, who isn’t listening and what are they supposed to be listening to?” Monica asked.
“We is the company, or at least the video department. Them are the people who decide how we spend money, or at least the ones I have access to who take the message up the food chain so it can be rejected by someone I never get to meet. And what we’re stuck on is everything.”…
Let’s play a quick round of “Would You Rather,” that horrific game where we list two terrible things and you get to decide which one is less-terrible to you.
“Technical crash at work, or…”
If you’re already prepared for me to say things like “having all of your teeth removed without the aid of anesthesia,” I really want to talk to you. And give you a hug, actually.
Big cities often suffer from traffic for one reason—the streets were designed for fewer cars when the city had fewer people, but there are more people then they originally anticipated and there’s no room for more street. Everything has a capacity, the trick is accurately predicting the future, something we as humans haven’t really figured out yet. Luckily, your system doesn’t have to suffer the same fate.
If you work with a Qualified Engineer, you can design a system that’s good for now with room for later—something scalable so you don’t buy more than you need or find yourself suffering from data-traffic jams.
It’s like being able to scoot the skyscrapers over and just pop in a new lane. Legoland City Planning. And yet it’s still all in the server room.