I Remember the Time I Lost My Data (Part 1)

I document everything. From photographing my daily commute to scanning and saving every receipt I acquire, it’s important to me that everything I’ve done or seen is somehow on file. I’m a private eye, and I believe in impeccable organization, and keeping records of everything I see and do. As I learned in detective school, anything can lead to a clue.

Every day, I create a new file on my enormous hard drive titled with the date. There are over 4,000 files. Over the last 11 years, I have diligently documented everything. I can pull up information on any hour of any day and remember exactly what I was doing then. I have traced that data back to robberies and kidnappings and used it to solve mysteries. For example, by snapping photos of the muddy animal tracks on the sidewalk, I helped the bakery discover that it was a fox who was breaking in and stealing cookies. That’s just one example of out of a thousand where my record keeping came in extremely handy.

It was under unfortunate circumstances when I realized how important it is to back up my data. It started out like any other Thursday morning. I was reviewing my data collection from yesterday, including a few photos of the groceries I purchased, a pigeon hopping on a giant scarecrow, an abstract figurine my nephew constructed out of Silly Putty, a recorded conversation with my accountant, and the list of songs I had listened to that day. Yes, minutia to most folks, but details that I consider important.

It was a beautiful, sunny morning. I opened the windows to let the warm breeze in. The birds were chirping, and a family of blue jays seemed to be in perfect harmony. I poured my cereal and was brewing some coffee when I heard a crash. I looked over to my laptop and saw that my new puppy had gotten tangled in the power cord and had innocently pulled the computer to the floor. The external damage to my laptop was obvious. What wasn’t so obvious was the internal damage.

After successfully getting my laptop to turn on again, I immediately heard clicking noises. I would eventually figure out that my hard drive was the culprit. It became obvious that my hard drive was experiencing mechanical failure. Eventually, it would also become obvious that all of the data I had accumulated over the past few years was gone. Unfortunately, nothing was backed up. It was a lesson learned the hard way. Now I’m an advocate for people to back up all of their files to the cloud. It’s what I call a data-saving solution. You don’t have to be a detective to figure that out!

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Check out how another Mozy customer combined his detective work with the reliability of Mozy cloud backup to track down the thieves who stole his laptop. Watch video.