August 23, 2002

Beat I was gonna

Beat

I was gonna do a recap on the election (Goodbye Cynthia!) and explain that it wasn't just the Republican crossover that did her in, but, I had to actually do some grunt work today. We're doing some reconfiguration on the floor and I had to help relocate some fiber optic cables. All right, I was only moving them from one switch to another and the switches were only two feet apart, but I had to get down on the floor to do it. Had to pull up two floor tiles. Anyone who has worked in a raised floor computer lab knows what I'm talking about. And, if they've been around long enough, they remember pulling big ol' gray bus and tag cables. Not those sissy blue cables they came out with later, but the big ol' gray ones. Back when men were men and computers drank water.

Anyway, I didn't actually pull any fiber. I suckered another guy into helping me. Go help that poor old cripple. Look at him sitting on the floor. All I did was plug in the cables when he handed them to me. But, it's more work than I've done in a while, so I'm beat.

Then I had to activate the new configuration and make sure all the I/O devices came up OK and were accessable from all the systems. Everything worked. Look. No one's looking. It's Friday. Time to sneak out early. Entered all my numbers into SHTS (Stupid Hourly Tracking System) before lunch so I had nothin' keepin' me there.

Went out to the parking lot and looked around very carefully. Had to make sure there wasn't some stupid socialist bastard waiting for me with a gun. (See yeterday's blog) I wasn't worried about myself. I was afraid the stupid putzhead would shoot himself by mistake and I'd have to wait around for the ambulance and I still had stuff to do.

Went by the dive shop and took my final exam. I passed. Had to fill out a bunch of paperwork. Had my picture taken. Tomorrow, I get to drive to Alabama for a checkout dive. Doing two dives tomorrow. I'm doing two more on Sunday. Then, when I go to Roatan next month, I won't have to mess with checkout dives and can just dive for fun.

So this is all for tonight. Got to get up early tomorrow. May write sumpin' Sunday night.

Glug. Glug.

Posted by denny at August 23, 2002 08:30 PM