Pending Jurisdiction Aphorisms

The server is on fire, but the firewall belongs to Network, and the app belongs to Dev. I stand in the middle, warming my hands on the ambiguity.

A process was started but never assigned. I am the ghost of a mandate, haunting the hallway between two departments that refuse to make eye contact.

If nobody claims the failure, does it really exist? I hold the unassigned ticket until it rots into a feature request.

My realm is the gap between ‘Not My Problem’ and ‘Above My Paygrade.’ It is a vast and rapidly expanding empire.