Problem was still there.
Dammit.
An emergency call to a sick coughing weak Greg was required. Well, I dunno about required, but I sure was in trouble.
5 minutes of talk. 10 minutes of pacing as Greg cogitated and researched. 5 minutes of talk. Not really.
He said: "Type this"
I said: "Yes Sir" tappyty tappyty
And it was fixed.
Maaaaaggiccccc.
5 more minutes of talking, I hung up to announce the joyous news, ok people, go get your email.
And the joyous response was: WTF? Where the hell did all this spam come from?
Ok, not so joyous.
And those smart phones, they don't like scrolling through all that spam.
Ok, so as not to bother the real admin, I went wandering through the files that he remote controlled me through, found the appropriate spot to hack into, fixed it.
Maaaaaagggggiiiiccccc.
And now we've bought ourselves a bit of time to work on the new server.
Thaks Greg