BLAAAAAAAAARGH YA
Apr. 4th, 2002 05:39 pmThe benches are full. That's six computers.
There are six computers waiting on the shelf behind them. That's twelve computers.
Almost all of them, with the exception of the two I built which are happily sitting behind me gnawing on their 24-hour burn-in tests (look, mommy! I made computers! And they work!) , are "won't boot/hard drive making funny noise/other things that point to Really Hairy Shit potentially wrong with them." The owner of one of these Hell Machines has been calling every hour, on the hour, asking if his nachine is ready yet. I half-jokingly suggested to Boss #2 that the next time he calls, we tell him we'd be able to fix his machine a lot faster if we weren't having to talk to him every hour. She laughed and seemed to seriously consider it.
I'm working Saturday, of course. No way in HELL will we have all of these out of here by 6 PM tomorrow.
*cry*
There are six computers waiting on the shelf behind them. That's twelve computers.
Almost all of them, with the exception of the two I built which are happily sitting behind me gnawing on their 24-hour burn-in tests (look, mommy! I made computers! And they work!) , are "won't boot/hard drive making funny noise/other things that point to Really Hairy Shit potentially wrong with them." The owner of one of these Hell Machines has been calling every hour, on the hour, asking if his nachine is ready yet. I half-jokingly suggested to Boss #2 that the next time he calls, we tell him we'd be able to fix his machine a lot faster if we weren't having to talk to him every hour. She laughed and seemed to seriously consider it.
I'm working Saturday, of course. No way in HELL will we have all of these out of here by 6 PM tomorrow.
*cry*