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My mom called me in a panic. "I just got this message from info AT adphoto.com.ph saying that my e-mail account has been suspended."
I grumbled. Yet another notice. Our e-mail had recently been suspended because people weren't deleting their old mail. I had just spent a few days with ipowerweb tech support and Adphoto employees working out the issues. Another notice? I was going to track down and scold the errant employee.
_After_ helping my sister, who paged me to come down so that I could help her with the market study along the highway. And meeting my friends. And tracking down that planner bug. ARGH!
My mom poked her head into the Internet room. "SACHA, fix my e-mail now."
Informal tech support people the world over know that when moms use that tone of voice, everything else gets bumped down the priority list.
I trudged over to her Mac and brought up the Ipowerweb help support.
Kathy called to follow up. My mom picked up the phone and said, "Sacha's here fixing my e-mail."
"No no no, I'm just going to show you how to ask for help. Where's the message?"
"Why don't you fix it first and then you can teach me how to ask for help next time?"
"I _can't_ fix it. It's up to the Ipowerweb people. Where's the message? Okay. Hmm. Temporarily suspended... check account details..." I didn't catch any typos during my cursory glance, but it didn't feel like the other notices we'd gotten from Ipowerweb. The message felt wrong. I read further. "Adphoto Support Team... Wait a minute, we don't _have_ an Adphoto Support Team." I looked up. Sure enough, there was an attachment named "account-details.zip" just begging to be opened.
"So what's wrong with my e-mail?"
"Nothing," I replied, disgusted. I reread the message. Clever of them to work the first part of the domain into the message. "It's one of those fake messages with attachments."
"Wait! How do I tell which ones are real and which aren't?"
How do I explain that feeling of something being wrong? It's a blink moment.
I've had to enable e-mail access from the PCs. I've made the employees promise not to click on strange links or attachments, and Internet access is restricted to a set of government websites and the Adphoto website itself. That should provide us with some modicum of protection because there's no way for them to establish a direct connection to the outside.
With social engineers getting cleverer and cleverer, though, will that be enough?
コンピュータがこの会社に導入されつつあります。 Computers are being introduced into this company.
My sister had an appointment in the Katipunan area today. She dragged me along because she wanted to do a market study of the billboard ads along the route, so I took pictures and videos while she drove. She warned me in advance that I'd have to wait for about an hour. I agreed anyway, knowing that it would give me time to reacquaint myself with the area around my university.
The ill-considered and inconvenient Metro Manila Development Authority (MMDA) anti-pedestrian fences were still there, cutting off access to Ateneo de Manila University. Not relishing the idea of a long walk to the pedestrian overpass in the noon sun, I decided to wander around the area near KFC.
A striking addition to the landscape is My Place, an upscale high-rise dormitory with full amenities, which I plan to write about later. Parts of it are still being finished, but I heard that there are already over a dozen tenants.
Eyrie is no more. I had planned to eat lunch there, remembering the kind, pudgy proprietor who was familiar enough with us to mock-scold me one time for being late for a dinner appointment. I loved meeting people there for good food at reasonable prices, chatting over baked macaroni or that wonderful vegetarian pasta with portabello mushrooms. Alas, it joined Martha's Kitchen as yet another victim of progress--or regress, considering the MMDA obstruction is probably to blame for all of this.
The building that used to house Eyrie, The Filipino Bookstore, and the Ti Breizh cafe has fallen into the shadow of Blueskies, an Internet cafe and gaming arena formerly limited to the second and third floor above the corner flower shop. Internet cafes stretch from edge of Katipunan to the empty lot before Eagle Star Condominum.
Even the tutorial center at the corner near Tapa King has repurposed most of its space into an Internet cafe and video editing workspace. The only remnants of its past: a few stools, a narrow study area and some posters advertising a 50-hour tutoring package for math, English and abstract reasoning. Such a stark contrast from the quiet, spacious place I remember peeking into before. How you can create a conducive study environment crammed in between computer tables is beyond my imagination.
Well, that's the changing face of Katipunan for you. The MMDA pedestrian barrier, much cursed by people on both sides of the divide, choked the casual lunch and dinner-with-school-friends crowd. Good food isn't enough to make people walk, but gaming works. Go figure.
I have no idea how KFC survives, but then again, it's KFC.
Update: Allan adds:
The ones who owned the tutorial center beside tapaking also own the computer shop. Their tutorial center (i forgot the name) has moved above rustans beside pc express
近年では、電子コンピュータがますます重要になってきた。 In recent years electronic computers have become increasingly important.