Yesterday, I did a data recovery for a client. His hard drive had failed all the data had corrupted. I often do data recovery, and it's a rather terrible thankless job. Everyone complains about having to pay for it, because it's tedious, and takes hours and hours. There's nothing worse than having to babysit a defective hard drive all night, listening to it click endlessly, and nursing it past recovery errors. It's often more of an art and a series of educated guesses than a science. A good sized drive will take 12 or more hours. This one took a little more than 16.
I managed to get all of his data back. It seemed to be all photographs. When I brought it back to him for review, he told me that they were all photographs of his girlfriend that had died several years ago, and they were the only ones that he'd had of her.
You kinda can't bill someone for something like that. It’s not often that people are that grateful in my line of work, and it’s seldom that personal.
Someone remarked to me once that if your house is on fire, after your children and pets, what people will rush in to rescue are their photographs. I'm not used to my work being this personal.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score
Purgatory | Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo | Low
Level 2 | Very High
Level 3 | Moderate
Level 4 | Moderate
Level 5 | High
Level 6 - The City of Dis | Very High
Level 7 | Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge | High
Level 9 - Cocytus | Moderate

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