That's right, Douchebag McTwatNozzle. I'm talking to you. PUT. THE FUCKING. CABLE TIES. DOWN.
Don't make me fucking come over there.
Yes, that's right, I'm talking to you. The shithead who produced a giant bag of VGA cables and DVI-VGA adapters (and, inexplicably, VGA-DVI adapters) from who fucking knows where so you could plug them into every fucking monitor onsite that had both DVI and VGA jacks onboard - and then haphazardly plugged as many DVI and VGA cables as you possibly could into a random selection of every jack you could find on each computer, then just left the rest to dangle free. THEN PUT A CABLE TIE TIGHTENED DOWN SO FAR AS TO LEAVE SCARS IN THE CABLES, EVERY FUCKING THREE INCHES, ALL THE WAY DOWN the clusterfuck you created. All without so much as turning the machines on to see, hey, do these fucking things even light up. Protip: they don't.
Yeah, you. No, there's nobody standing behind you, and if there was, they sure as shit wouldn't have pulled the same retarded shit you just spent the last three hours of your life pulling.
Seriously. I WILL KILL YOU.
Don't make me fucking come over there.
Yes, that's right, I'm talking to you. The shithead who produced a giant bag of VGA cables and DVI-VGA adapters (and, inexplicably, VGA-DVI adapters) from who fucking knows where so you could plug them into every fucking monitor onsite that had both DVI and VGA jacks onboard - and then haphazardly plugged as many DVI and VGA cables as you possibly could into a random selection of every jack you could find on each computer, then just left the rest to dangle free. THEN PUT A CABLE TIE TIGHTENED DOWN SO FAR AS TO LEAVE SCARS IN THE CABLES, EVERY FUCKING THREE INCHES, ALL THE WAY DOWN the clusterfuck you created. All without so much as turning the machines on to see, hey, do these fucking things even light up. Protip: they don't.
Yeah, you. No, there's nobody standing behind you, and if there was, they sure as shit wouldn't have pulled the same retarded shit you just spent the last three hours of your life pulling.
Seriously. I WILL KILL YOU.
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Date: 2008-03-01 08:43 pm (UTC)The possibilities are deliciously endless :D
(on a side note, we learned to hide the cable ties from one TL as he would inevitably tie himself to something, cutting off circulation and resulting in a manhunt for sharp scissors and a delicate touch with alarming regularity. Half the time he wasn't even aware he was doing it when playing with them until his fingers went purple)
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Date: 2008-03-01 09:27 pm (UTC)BOFH mode irrevocably on...
Date: 2008-03-01 09:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-01 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-01 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-01 11:34 pm (UTC)I noticed my jaw dropping further and further as I read on...
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Date: 2008-03-02 12:23 am (UTC)I used to have a fiery hatred for cable ties equaled only by the heart of the sun, because of asshats like that.
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Date: 2008-03-02 01:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 03:42 pm (UTC)*coughs* ok, so i'm joking...but someone should educate that mofo, stat.
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Date: 2008-03-02 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-03 12:10 am (UTC)*innocent whistle*
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Date: 2008-03-03 08:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-03 04:08 pm (UTC)Second time: Would someone get TL a pair of clippers again?
Third time: Hey, everyone, come look at this pretty shade of purple!
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Date: 2008-03-03 04:15 pm (UTC)*plaintive whine*"
"Ah, shit. $TL's been in the cable ties again....Anyone know where the scissors are?"
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Date: 2008-03-03 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-04 06:51 pm (UTC)Downside - the collect dust bunnies.