Business continuity management: Difference between revisions

But ain’t life a bitch sometimes? When, finally, we have that [[black swan]]-fluttering, [[long tail]]-wagging, epochal event of systematic disruption; when, at last, the sacred, diamanté-encrusted citadel to which, daily, we bend our joyful steps is a crippled, toxic ghost town with a three-mile exclusion zone — when, finally, your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, the wretched refuse of your middle management layer, yearning to freely populate their decks — trudge like obedient beasts and fowls through the teeming deluge, two-by-two, to your magnificent hill-top ark ''where you have been waiting an eternity to give them succour'' — when that day finally comes, it turns out they can’t come to your draughty warehouse even if they wanted to, but — ''worse!'' — they seem to be getting along just fine logging in from a laptop in the spare room and they aren’t even missing the business continuity warehouse facility you so lovingly curate for them!