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Thursday, November 21, 2002

Just drill the hole

Our office computers. We have two computers, one little network hub, and one really old laser printer. At the old place, the hub sat on a corner of my desk and the cables ran under the floor. That's all there was to our office computer system. We used to have three computers, but my boss took one home a couple months ago.

My boss paid the guys who moved our phone equipment to move our computer equipment. The phone mover guys are also in the computer business. My boss could have moved the whole thing in his car, but he's a little inept. And, yes, I could have moved the computers in my car. I didn't.

I learned my lesson with this guy a long time ago. He doesn't appreciate whenever I've gone the "extra mile." I don't mean appreciate in the monetary sense. I mean, he truly doesn't appreciate anything extra. It's difficult to explain, but it's as though he discourages, in an unspoken way, going the extra mile.

All I thought we really needed was someone to drill a hole in the ceiling above my desk to run a cable from the hub on my desk to his office. It's an old building. A lot of the wiring is on the outside of the walls. And, then I (or someone) would have just plugged all the cables back in where they're supposed to go.

When I wasn't looking, the phone mover guys took it upon themselves to locate the hub in the basement. I don't know if that's the problem, but it's the only thing I can see that's different from the previous setup.

The network is not working right. Initially, I couldn't get a path from his computer to the server (my computer). They "fixed" that by switching from whatever network configuration we had, to a TCP/IP configuration. It's wiggy. When you first turn on his computer, there's a message that the computer cannot locate "server on E" or something like that. Somehow, the computer does locate the server, because you can see all the files on my hard drive.

Also, I still can't get a path to the printer from my boss's computer.

I have no idea what they did. I just wanted a hole drilled.

Posted by Marie at November 21, 2002 9:35 PM

Comments

You know the drill....

Drill ye terriers drill.
It's work all day for the sugar in my tay.
Drill ye terriers drill.

Posted by: Blogreader at November 22, 2002 12:34 AM

PAT ON THE RAILWAY

Every morning at seven o' clock
There's twenty terriers a workin' at the rock
And the boss comes along and he says keep still
And come down heavy on the cast iron drill

And drill ye terriers drill, drill ye terriers drill
Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay
Down behind the railway
And drill ye terriers drill

Our new foreman is Dan McCann
I tell you sure he's a blame mean man
Last week a premature blast went off
And a mile in the air went big Jim Goff

And drill ye terriers drill, drill ye terriers drill
Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay
Down behind the railway
And drill ye terriers drill

Next time pay day came around
Jim Goff was short one, fuck, he found
"What for?" says he, then this reply
You're docked for the time you were up in the sky

And drill ye terriers drill, drill ye terriers drill
Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay
Down behind the railway
And drill ye terriers drill

And blast...and fire...and drill

Posted by: Alan at April 17, 2003 1:28 AM