Memories Of The Dotcom Bubble

Ten years since the height of the dotcom bubble. Wow. Remember that? Suddenly, you were a loser for having a proper job.  You know, a job where you did real work and sold real stuff to real people. Every geek and their granny had some amazing ruse for becoming an internet squillionaire. But they couldn’t risk telling you what in case you nicked it. But then they did anyway, and nine times out of ten it was something so spectacularly lame you vowed to shoot Tim Berners-Lee himself if it would prevent said ruse getting off the ground. I scoff now, but ten years ago I left a good ‘proper’ job to go and work at a dotcom startup. They threw more money at me than I’d ever hoped of earning before and I did absolutely nothing for the entire period I was there, except tinker with the background colour of my powerless PowerPoint presentation and drink the office fridge dry of Minute Maid. There wasn’t anything else to do. Because, at the head of my list of memories of the dotcom bubble is: 1. No one could really understand what it was ...