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The first time I was ever in what could be described as a “#warroom” was during the #ILOVEYOU #worm.
I was in there, because I told my boss I would like to see how that works, so I’d be better suited in case I ever needed to handle something like that. (But really I was just curious.)
With a 15 year gap I was by far the youngest (and way least senior) person in the room. The meeting was presided over by a director which today would be C-Suite.The term “#CISO” hadn’t been invented yet, but the person presenting basically was one.
The person was doing such a “great job” that most of the discussions were about things he never said and which none of the managers actually understood.
I was young and hadn’t quite learned to grovel to management, so I decided to speak up, and “translate” some technical stuff into #managerspeak.
My boss physically kicked me under the table to shut me up. And afterwards the CISO privately asked the managers to exclude me from further meetings.
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Anyone who lived through that knows that the #worm basically DOSed the network it was on.
In their infinite wisdom my company decided to configure the mail servers to detect the #payload and then replace it with an informative text file with 10 times the byte count of the actual worm.
This was then happily sent on to everyone that was on the original recipient list, thereby increasing the network cost 10 fold at least temporarily. They also added the file to all the Outlook read-receipts.
I received such notifications for well over half a year (with decreasing frequency).
And that’s one of my war stories. :)
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