The art of privacy, and why what you don’t know (about the GDPR) WILL kill you.
By Eh’den Biber
A few years ago, I had a colleague that was about to depart on a flight to a lovely vacation with his wife. As the airplane was waiting for the signal to lift off, my colleague wife started to scream. I mean REALLY scream. As my colleague wife had taken many flight before, my colleague had no idea what the fuck is going on (forgive my French). Long story short – airplane went back to the terminal, my colleague and his wife were being taken off the airplane, severe sedatives were used, and instead of a lovely vacation my colleague spent the next few days in a mental institute seeing his loved one going via hell. This whole thing followed a long recovery process, and almost broke him to pieces as well. Continue reading