Dark days

Monday morning, there's nothing quite like it is there?
All the happy chatting faces who were on the train home on Friday, planning meals with loved ones or drinks with friends are now sat sullen and silent, their minds already in the office, their bodies complaining about being rudely awakened by the alarm clock.
I am probably at this stage supposed to claim that my love for my job is such that I don't suffer the Monday morning misery, and don't get me wrong I do enjoy my job and am proud of my work, but I also enjoy weekends, walks in the country, lie-ins, rollercoasters, Pimms in the park, buying CDs, going on holiday and generally not having any responsibilities. So having all these lovely possibilities rudely interrupted by the arrival of the working week is rarely top of my wishlist.
This morning however, there was an extra sting in the tail as I arrived in the office only to dscover we had no internet or email working at all. As web editor this put me at somewhat of a disadvantage in getting my work done.
But it was not just me who suffered, the whole newsroom virtually ground to a halt without its digital tools. Nearly every phone conversation reporters were having feaured the phrase: "I'm sorry, our emails aren't working at the moment, I can't see that."
It is amazing how reliant we have become on the internet and how helpless you can feel if it is taken away. It seems difficult now to imagine a world without it and many people don't even know where to start when looking for information without a computer in front of them.
I'm all for the digital age (not suprising considering my job) but I still think we have to be careful that the web doesn't become our lives, rather than an exciting and useful tool.
Thankfully we're all back up now (otherwise you couldn't be reading this obviously), but it makes you wonder what would happen if the internet went down forever. Sounds like the plot for a good B-movie, any budding writers out there can have that one for free.