One of things that annoy me—let me be honest, and say that along with pigeons, cycle helmets and Henry Gee, one of the many things that annoy me—is the inability of apparently otherwise intelligent folk to use a computer. But perhaps more than that do I find said people’s grasp of terminology more than a little irksome.
Let me be clear.
When your computer loses its network connection to the outside world, “your internet” (a meaningless term if ever there was one) has not “gone down”. Your intranet is still running, your wireless network is still working, and outside in the big blue room and its side rooms the internet is still there, serving cat porn just like it always does.
Now, for sure your router might have died, or someone might have put a JCB through a fibre bundle, or your DNS might even have packed up and buggered off to Brazil to play canasta with Ronnie Biggs; but whatever has happened, your internet has not gone down.
So please, when I give you an accurate error message don’t insult my intelligence by saying “our internet went down”.
No it fucking didn’t.