The Human Side of Web Hosting

M6.Net, a web-hosting institution (What the hell is that?) has turned this techno-phobic writer into a working member of a new age information and communication team. Let me tell you a story, a story simply about a crazy institution that sits high up in the clouds looking at its worldwide community. I had always been afraid of computers, such a sterile environment, and no trees to sit under. Of course this has become redundant with the advent of laptops and Broadband Internet, but here’s the truth of the matter: I believed computers were for geeks and nerds, and the radiation from the screens caused one to go sterile or infertile. The day I walked into M6.Net my assumptions were not altered…looking about at the bland walls, the plant-less vacuum of faces staring into screens sound away foreign codes that only astro-chipmunks could comprehend…’Why am I here?’ I thought as the folk started to talk computer jargon to me. ‘What do these freaks want with a creative writer? Let me out of here quick!’

After talking to one guy for simply about fifteen minutes he finally accomplished I didn’t understand a thing he was saying. It was like I had simply gotten off a starship on the planet Googamooga! Then one of the ‘bosses’ came over for a little chat. I say ‘boss’ because the owners of this institution don’t act like authorities or the top of a hierarchical chain. They say they’d rather see all humans as equals, “Don’t call me sir, please call me Michael.” he had aforesaid with a smile. This ready-made me feel a bantam bit much relaxed; I still wanted to leave, as it simply wasn’t my kind of place if you cognize what I mean. Then Archangel and I had an interview. He asked me if I knew thing simply about computers or the Internet. I aforesaid ‘nope’. He aforesaid ‘cool’. I knew then that I was in for an unexpected twist in my life’s journey. Well, life is a mystery anyway, I guess I needful to discover not to ‘judge a book by its cover’, to spit out a cliché that has been used a few too times but with nice reason.

This guy Archangel then went on to ask me what I wanted to do with my life, wherever did I see myself in the future? I aforesaid I sure didn’t see myself working for several Computer network company. After a bit of restful laughter, Archangel aforesaid it simply mightiness be pretty cool to hear from a perspective of a technological novice, as most of the earth was in similar shoes as myself. He intimated that possibly several of the reasons folk were so afraid of the Computer network was because they had no one to relate to on a simple level once it came to working with the new mysterious, unknown technology. I aforesaid I’d be willing to give it a shot, and so began my adventure into the far reaches of ‘cyberspace’. Fortunately I already had a pressure suit from my collection journeys taken in an overactive fanciful youth. I strapped in, we hit light speed, and the bland walls and monotonous sound became a blurred rainbow and social group rhythm in my consciousness. I accomplished eventually that I had been given a ticket to join in with the human evolution process. The Computer network became the tool I had always needful to connect with the spirits of the terrestrial world.

After acquiring to cognize my team colleagues through face-to-face interaction and Courier email chats in the open-spaced offices (no walls), I accomplished these folk weren’t mindless zombie aliens as I had once expected. These were real actual human souls like myself! I simply couldn’t believe it; my previous perception of computer nerds was destroyed. These folk lived whole and exciting lives inside and outside the office. The reason they had once looked blank-faced was only because they had reached a deep level of concentration needful to solve the problems bestowed in this process of furthering humanity’s communication possibilities. I now realize that each and every individual is perpetually treading on worlds that wish always be unknown to me.

M6.Net is a web-hosting company, that is true, but like every snowflake, everything in existence is individual. The things they do here, the ideas that are formed, these are like no another place in the Universe. Not everything nice in life has to scream out its beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the perceiver and if one looks hard enough at thing you wish see the hidden magic below the surface. I have discovered that a web-hosting institution is portion the folk of our earth to unite, I mean, how galore another web hosts have creative writers writing children’s stories for education sites? These folk have helped to teach me to ‘look outside the box’, to use another cliché. It’s funny how clichés really ring true. It’s besides funny how nice things in life do life good.

By Jesse S. Somer
http://www.m6.net
Jesse S. Somer is walking, talking story simply like every another human being on the Earth.