April 12th, 2007

Legend of Murphey’s Law

Y’know… bleh.

Ever have one of those days? Let me give you a rundown of my day…

WARNING: I get a wee bit technical.

9:15 - Come in to work, late because of two accidents on 355.

9:16 - I am informed that a printer I installed last night isn’t working properly. I spend twenty minutes with the print server administrator getting the right drivers uploaded.

9:50 - Everyone can print to the printer except for one person.

10:30 - After troubleshooting, it turns out that Windows 2000 is incompatible with the driver. I begin work to hunt down an older driver and load it to her computer locally.

10:45 - She is printing, so I finally return to my desk and am handed a laptop I’ve been expecting. So I load it up and while doing so, fire off a Zelkun update.

11:00 - The lady who’s printer I was working on calls to complain about her computer not working, completely bypassing the ticketing system. I head on up.

11:15 - I find out the docking station for her laptop is bad, making her external monitor flicker. I run upstairs to grab another.

11:30 - The new docking station works, but I find out her network jack in the wall is broken. I painstakingly crawl over the fifteen picture frames on TOP of her laptop to disconnect her, then crawl over the bags of random items under her desk.

11:50 - After successfully relocating her to a new location, I find that the network jack in the new location is inactive.

12:20pm - I get a call from Jeremy, a friend of mine from TekSystems, we were supposed to go to lunch today, and he had arrived at the building. I tell him I’m finishing setting the lady up, and I’ll be about ten minutes.

12:30 - After finally getting her set up at a working port with a working docking station, her computer flickers and freezes, tapping the chasis causes it to freeze, so I head upstairs to swap her hard drive.

12:50 - The symptoms are resolved with a new laptop chasis, unfortunately, Windows refuses to recognize the network card. I call Jeremy and tell him it doesn’t look like I’ll make it to lunch.

1:20 - For some reason, a flash drive I borrowed isn’t working. I burn the network drivers to a CD. Oddly, the 32MB CD takes ten minutes to burn. After which, my computer locks up.

1:30 - The drivers don’t work, a couple co-workers and I pronounce the laptop dead. Preparations for rebuilding and deploying a temporary laptop are underway.

2:00 - The external hard drive I’ve been backing up the data to fails. At the same time, a machine I was imagining gets caught in a boot loop.

2:30 - After a second attempt at imagining, I set the machine aside and begin building a new one. At the same time, I build the replacement laptop and begin a new data transfer onto a flash drive.

2:50 - The data transfer is a success, and the replacement laptop is nearly complete. After turning down a kind offer to replace machines on the twelfth floor, I grab my jacket, ask Mike, a co-worker, to name a machine when it finishes imaging, and escape to eat.

3:10 - I eat a Wendy’s Chili and a side salad. They are very good. The straw for my Dr. Pepper has a hole in it and sprays me a little.

3:40 - I return to work to find that Mike forgot to name the machine I was building. (to clear the air, I don’t blame him, but it did add to the day)

4:20 - A guy knocks on our door. Like an idiot, I ask if I can help him. He then shows me a nice Blue Screen of Death. So I move over the three computers I’m working on to make just enough space for his, when Mike says he has a lot of space and a it of free time, and takes the laptop off my hands. While he tries to pull data, I pull another laptop to replace his.

4:25 - Steve (another co-worker) tells me he just happens to have a laptop nearly completed. Which takes another bit of burden off of me. That’s when I look at the laptop I grabbed from the back and see that it won’t power on. I add it to my pile.

4:50 - With the machines I’m building nearly complete, I see a ticket for a lady that needs an aircard installed. I figure I have just enough time to help her. I find out that the entirety of her aircard management software is corrupt, and must be repaired, manually deleted, uninstalled, registry entries cleared, and reinstalled. All remotely.

5:50 - I finally hang up with her, and set to deploy the machines I’ve been building.

6:10 - The machines placed, I run away from the place as fast as I can.

6:50 - I arrive home, and toss my coat on my bed. My stepfather then asks me to look at his computer, he’s having some problems.

7:15 - I eat dinner.

7:30 - I help my stepdad out with his computer some more. (I love him, but I am SO sick of computer problems at this point.)

7:50 - I finally sit down to write the tirade you just read.

Thank you and good night.

Zel-kun out.

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The Day Draws Near

Saturday night… my parents will meet Zai’s parents.

Oh the horror of it all.

Picture, if you will, my family…

1. Very liberal in their thinking

2. Strong aversion to other races.  I wouldn’t call it racism, just… aversion.

3. Absolutely love the idea of us getting married, and moving in together before that.

 Now picture hers…

1. Very traditional and conservative

2. Mexican.  Her father doesn’t even speak English.

3. Grudgingly accept the idea of us getting married, and loathe the idea of us moving in together before that.

It will be an evening to remember, I’m sure.

In other news, my continuing work on my short novel is over halfway through the first draft.  I’m hoping to maybe, MAYBE finish the first draft by the end of April.  If I keep on myself to work on it every day, its possible.

Whenever I write, at least lately, I always have two voices in my head arguing.  One, of course, is the voice that says my writing is worthwhile and should be persued.  The other reads what I have just written and tells me how horrible it is, that I should quit now before I embarrass myself.

But, it helps that Zai is always waiting for my next chapter, and always supplies me with honest feedback.  I have made changes and improvements based on her advice, and I highly respect her opinion.  This is good, because a few years ago, I could never get honest feedback.  It would either be overwhelmingly positive, or it would become a nitpicking session.  In both cases, I rarely got honest feedback on the story itself.

So, I’m grateful for her input, and hopefully you’ll be finding my masterpiece on your bookshelves soon!

Zel-kun out.

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