Sunday, February 17, 2008
At least I don't have to schlep equipment down a flight of stairs
I'm at The Office, despite it being 0'dark-thirty Sunday morning (or read: really late Saturday night). I'm here to basically babysit our servers in The Data Center for the next few hours.
You see, we share The Data Center with another company and tonight is the night they're moving all their equipment to another data center. I'm here just in case they knock something of ours loose.
So I'm sitting here, using a workstation with an odd display and a crappy keyboard, killing time hoping I don't actually have to work.
Exciting times to be sure.
Why arrest someone stealing WiFi when you can have fun with them?
Earlier in the week I was taking to someone (and I won't name names unless they give me permission to do so) about leeching a wireless connection from a neighbor. Outside the legality of the situation, there are other problems with leeching a wireless connection—the least of which is hoping the person running the wireless connection isn't a bastard operator from Hell (oooh, that's a neat trick actually … )
