The phone

The phone rang at precisely 3.12 am. I opened a bleary eye and glared at it before moving to see which counfounded idiot had decided to wake me up. It was the CCT. I mentally sighed and hoped it wasn't a big outage.
It wasn't. Our pal was calling me up to ask me if they took care of development environments. We don't. Idiot. I all but threw my phone down and snuggled back into bed.

It rang again at 3.45am.

This time, it was a big outage.

Oh well.