Hi. I’m Laurence Simon. I’m a writer. I write things.<\/p>\n
A lot of development teams here at cPanel have been going to escape rooms as team-building exercises. In escape rooms, you get locked in a room, and you have to figure out the puzzles and challenges to get free before the clock runs out. They also usually have some kind of theme, like a bomb about to go off, or a steampunk airship, or a zombie on a chain that will break free and eat your brains (I don\u2019t want to nit-pick, Tom, but is this really your plan?).<\/p>\n
When cPanel Conference for the 20th anniversary was announced, I thought “Why don’t we come up with our own escape room?” (Well, okay, I thought “Ft. Lauderdale! YEEEEHAAAWWWW!” But after a moment of panic trying to come up with a reason to go, I thought up that escape room thing.)<\/p>\n
I scribbled up some notes and ideas and potential scenarios and puzzles (one of which involved an inflatable poo emoji… be glad that didn’t make the cut), and I handed the idea to Kelli, the intrepid SWAT Product Owner, and Travis, the fearless Conference Organizer<\/span>. After a few meetings and brainstorming sessions, we came up with the story that you’d be trapped in a corrupted server with Apache SpamAssassin™, and you had to prove your identity that you weren’t spam. Otherwise, the SpamAssassin would eliminate you.<\/p>\n
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We ran tests on cPanel employees in a conference room at the cPanel home office. After a few runs, we tweaked the clues and added a few notes (that clock lock was a bit frustrating and the weight of the spam wasn’t always the same). And we planned some guidelines on when to give out hints or how much to taunt and distract the players.<\/p>\n
The original plan was to use the locks on the conference room’s cabinets because the virtual reality tour of the W showed handles on their cabinets. We could run the chains through the handles. The change in venue from the W to the Ritz-Carlton<\/a> changed that plan, and when we moved from the W to the Ritz-Carlton, we had to adjust for a whole different space. And the cabinets had no handles. Oops.<\/p>\n
(I’ll be down at the bar, reaping Jack and Cokes.)<\/em><\/p>\n
(The answer to everything, really.)<\/em><\/p>\n
(Maybe we can do cpHulk next year and invite Stan Lee?)<\/em><\/p>\n
PS: In case you’re wondering, here’s the solution:<\/p>\n
After 3 minutes, the Grim Reaper tended to hang around the next step of the puzzle, mumbling clues, and point the end of the scythe at it (when not practicing golf swings, taking photos, and calling Uber Underworld).<\/p>\n
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Note from benny: In case you missed it, you can see a bunch of pictures from this year’s conference in this Facebook album<\/a>. If you want to make sure that you know about our conference next year, sign up here<\/a>. It’s gonna be a Rockin good time.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"