| | It's sofa king hot in here.
It doesn't help when your boss sends you out to run (no pun
intended) errands to pick up various computer parts in 100 degree
weather--with jeans and boots. I felt like a sweatshop worker,
sans-whipping and periodic announcements over the loudspeaker. "Sew,
one-two-three-four. Sew, one..."
I digress, there's nothing worse than Chinatown during a hot summer
day. Trust me. You walk down one market street and your nose will think
inhaling expired dog food is aromatic.
No, not a lava lamp, just an ordinary summer day in NYC.
Today was one of those days where heat was not on my side. Not only was
I running all over midtown Manhattan, but coincidentally, the cold room
(where the company's servers are stored) lost air conditioning power.
Now imagine 30 computers in a room no larger than a standard kitchen
(15x15) running at full power. It was pretty much a sauna at that
point. My boss was a mess. My co-worker was all over the place. And
there I was, dripping with sweat (mmm...visuals). Quickly, we lugged in
a portable air conditioner, and setup a few fans to serve as an
exhaust. If not, we'd be facing terabytes (that's a lot of mp3's and
pr0n, for those technologically deficient) of missing data.
God, what a nerd. Wait, who took that candid picture of me?
I was running up and
down, out and about, all over the office to check computers. It was
bedlam. After a grueling 3 hours, we managed to get the server back up,
but we still faced a heating problem. The repair company which we
called yesterday, decided to skip us and place us on hold till tomorrow
afternoon. How convenient. I hope a friggin pigeon pecks their eyes
out and craps in their nostrils.
He's gon'gitcha!
Degrading Sports Photo of the Day
"Yeah, his is bigger"
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