It was last week when I accepted an offer from DeVry to help with a PC refresh project, it was going to be a week-long project at decent pay, and I was looking forward to it. There were two unique things about this particular project:
1. It was the longest non-solo project I’ve been on, meaning I worked with a team of technicians.
2. The hours were 11:00am-8:00pm, with lunch at 1:00pm, which really messed with my rhythm.
Tuesday:
I left my home with an address, looking for the DeVry building. I was looking for 500 Park Blvd, simple enough. But there’s something you should know about Illinois…
We don’t believe in putting addresses on buildings or street signs on our roads.
I figured the building would be clearly labelled. A big ‘DeVry’ sign or something. I was not so fortunate, instead, I am treated to a large business park with five nondescript buildings, with one address between them, 300. So I am now bouncing between the buildings, in the hopes of walking into the lobby of the right building. It is then that I find out something interesting…
500 is the Wyndham Hotel… not exactly the DeVry building I was thinking it’d be.
Luckily, I found the people I was looking for in the Hotel Lobby. Apparently the refresh was taking place at the hotel during a convention. A handy little bit of information I could have used earlier. So we all go to this tiny room where we’re going to upgrade about 200 laptops, and we set to work. Nothing really else to note for Tuesday. Save for one of the techs ordered lunch: Seven large pizzas for FIVE technicians. Nothing like a $174 lunch…
Wednesday:
I receive a laptop with a note from the user…
“This computer is slower than watching my 80 year-old grandfather taking a dump”
The next computer had a nearly pornographic wallpaper of a little girl on the toilet.
One of my fellow technicians, Rich, brings his own laptop and sets his MP3 player going. There’s something surreal about ‘Paint it Black’ followed by ‘Too Sexy for my Shirt’ (or whatever the hell the title is), then ‘Freebird.’
Another tech, John, begins complaining about the music. The beginning of every song prefaced with a phrase like, “Oh god, I’m going to shoot myself.”
Thursday:
Another member from DeVry joins the team, a girl by the name of Dana. I don’t see many girls in IT, so its refreshing. She gets calls on her cell phone, her husband asking where to put snakes, frogs, and spiders. She just moved into a new home, and is deciding where to put the 400+ animals she has.
We then talk computer games, and I am made fun of for playing World of Warcraft, stating, “That game’s for girls, you don’t blow any shit up.”
For lunch, in this fancy, five-star hotel, the staff sets out large covered silver platters. Underneath… Bagel-Bites and White Castle hamburgers.
Friday:
Friday I worked from 11:00am to 1:00am the next day . Nothing really to note besides the fact that John began getting on everyone’s nerves. “My god, you bitch more than my crazy-ass mother,” proclaims an agitated Dana.
I also see a sign in the Hotel Lobby, “Devry Privite Reseption.”
I also saw a truck “Professional Fastening: Expert Service” And its gas tank was open and the gas cap was dangling as it flew down the highway. I shouldn’t have to say why this is hilarious.
Well, that’s all for now.
Zel-kun out.