Oldies vs Computers
As someone who is "good with computers" I get a lot of calls from people who've got problems. Some of them even have problems with their computers.
Back many years ago working for a telecoms company, I was called to a senior secretary who "had put a disk into the drive and couldn't get it out". She had one of the first Mac II machines with two drive slots. But only one drive.
Opening up the case revealed stacks of floppy disks that she'd been posting through the hole in the case for weeks. She'd only decided there was a problem when her boss wanted one of them back...
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 13:58)
As someone who is "good with computers" I get a lot of calls from people who've got problems. Some of them even have problems with their computers.
Back many years ago working for a telecoms company, I was called to a senior secretary who "had put a disk into the drive and couldn't get it out". She had one of the first Mac II machines with two drive slots. But only one drive.
Opening up the case revealed stacks of floppy disks that she'd been posting through the hole in the case for weeks. She'd only decided there was a problem when her boss wanted one of them back...
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 13:58)
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Work related incidents
The ops manager where I used to work called me into the sales office because the monitor on one of the computers didn't work. So I plugged it in. Unrelatedly, I later walked into his office and up to his desk where I found he was looking flustered and clicking away furiously. He was only looking at clothed pics of Emmanuelle Beart, nothing to get upset about. Although his parents owned the company so he probably thought I'd tell em, as if. His dad was a prick, though.
Fucking idiot who I worked with in the same company once spent a day trying to fix the server (we had no IT dept), when I managed to sort the same problem out within minutes last time the server went kaput (ie. the hard drives ran out of space). But did the proud cunt accept my offer of help? Did he fuck. Eventually I took a ganders and found out that he'd managed to turn off the big black power supply box that keeps the server running. Way to go. Then I deleted all the unneccesary files on all the network computers and hey presto! It worked again.
( , Wed 27 Sep 2006, 17:04, Reply)
The ops manager where I used to work called me into the sales office because the monitor on one of the computers didn't work. So I plugged it in. Unrelatedly, I later walked into his office and up to his desk where I found he was looking flustered and clicking away furiously. He was only looking at clothed pics of Emmanuelle Beart, nothing to get upset about. Although his parents owned the company so he probably thought I'd tell em, as if. His dad was a prick, though.
Fucking idiot who I worked with in the same company once spent a day trying to fix the server (we had no IT dept), when I managed to sort the same problem out within minutes last time the server went kaput (ie. the hard drives ran out of space). But did the proud cunt accept my offer of help? Did he fuck. Eventually I took a ganders and found out that he'd managed to turn off the big black power supply box that keeps the server running. Way to go. Then I deleted all the unneccesary files on all the network computers and hey presto! It worked again.
( , Wed 27 Sep 2006, 17:04, Reply)
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