So a girl I work with just came running into my office, trying desperately to be discreet but clearly panicked. She was asking where to find an image on the hard drive that hasn’t been saved specifically, but that was emailed using Outlook.
Ran across this on the b3ta newsletter: When I was a travelling sales rep, I used to be sent all over the country to the mostÂ god-forsaken places on earth. To combatÂ this, I devised a somewhat ingenious solution: I stayed at home. My boss would regularly phone me while I was