She was magic, but she wasn’t fucking psychic.

As awful as the patchwork systems were, the actual day-to-day work of the IT department was reasonably easy. Mostly, they were there as a sort of nanny – someone to come by, make cooing noises at the hapless employee, and use big words to describe restarting a computer, checking for memory leak issues, or resetting a password.

With the absence dealt with, she plugged her laptop into the first existing port and tested it – running speed tests and ensuring that it was connecting to the baby server that they had set up. All tests checked out on the first, but every test failed on the second; so she flagged it on the page she had marked as “Problems for Future Screen”, and decided, with that minor defeat, that it was time for a break.