Brains... I mean Hi

[scimon.livejournal.com]

It's always the days when you got stupidly drunk the night before that the server decides to die isn't it? I mean the HDD could have filled up last weekend when I didn't have a shitty hangover but noooo it has to wait until this morning. And it decides to corrupt the /tmp directory at the some time. Joy.

So I'm randomly surfing the net while fsck is running (Mmmm 56GB of crap....) and I spotted a link to this group and thought ah yes I must join. So Hi. I'm Simon and I managed to blag the job title 'Head of IT' by the simple expedient of being the entire IT department. How's your day going?

I need more coffee.

Sunday WTF

[the-ninja-style.livejournal.com]

Yay for Sunday supervisor calls.
Guy calls in, he's angry. Madder than our usual, "Your cable sucks!" people.
His daughter's computer wasn't working and someone told him how to restack his TCP/IP (Which we aren't suppose to do) and it ended up crashing his virus software. So internet work, virus scan no worky. I understand why he would be mad about that.
I walked him through loading our free anti-virus software to clean his daughter's computer up enough that it'll work a little faster and be some what protected until he can contact his current anti-virus company for support.
That is done, computer is being cleaned and he starts complaining about lesbian porn popups and god forbid his 16 year old daughter see them.
Suddenly, the anti-virus pauses to scan a folder titled, "Circus Clips."
He says to me, "Circus clips, my daughter must love the circus this is taking a long time."
I mention she probably has videos and stuff and we go on.
Some time later the scan is done and the guy says, "I think I'll view one of my daughters videos to see if it's streaming any faster. What do you think, Elephants rides or lions?"
I pick Lions because who doesn't like lions?
So there is silence and then... the unmistakable sound of porn music and fake "OOOOOHs"
Guy quickly shuts it off, apologizes to me and says the damn virus must have gotten to that clip. So we go to Elephant rides 1-5. Queue porn music and such.
He goes, "Hold on, I'm going to look at these high school photos folder." - More lesbian porn.
And then...
"WHAT THE HELL! BRITNEY GET YOUR ASS UP HERE!"
Few moments later:
"What Daddy?"
"IS THIS YOU?"
"Um..."
"OH MY GOD! MY GOD!" *Pauses* "Thank you ma'am I won't be needing your help any more."
*Click*

Good news: I had a week off.

[ptstech.livejournal.com]

Bad news: I go back tomorrow.

I'm experiencing a strange feeling of dread.  You know, the kind of feeling you get when you KNOW something's going to go balls up, just not sure what particular manner of idiocy you may face.

I mean, I just had an entire week where no one called in a panic, no emailed alerts, not one peep.  Problem is, I'm more than cynical enough not to take this at face value.  Call it a character flaw, or the fruits of bitter, painful experience - your choice.

I await my fate...