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quinn222 at 06:44pm on 21/04/2006
quinn222 at 06:44pm on 21/04/2006Assorted events from my week:
1. My grocery store tried to kill me. I went in and they had giant bunches of latex balloons over every single register. So I couldn't check out. Only the fact that I was with somone made it possible for me to buy anything there. I told the manager and he promised to have some latex free registers at all times.
2. A man called me for technical support claiming that he could not hear his voice mail on his computer (this isn't a weird thing, they do get voice mail delivered to their computers.)
3. Part of my job involves collecting vital bits of information from various sources to allow us to activate accounts etc. at time of install. I try and stay at least one full week ahead. In other words, every single job scheduled for a coming week has all the vital information entered into a spreadsheet and on all work orders etc. Because I am going away next week I've worked very hard to be three weeks out. Today they installed a new chassis in our network operations center. At least 80 percent of all new installs will tie into the shelf on that chassis. Rendering a huge chunk of the numbers that I have collected useless because numbers for that chassis must come from a whole different pool. It gets better. The people who provide us with these numbers cannot do so in advance because they won't know until the equipment is plugged in which shelf it will come up on. So the techs get to stand around steaming (and beeping me every six seconds on the crackberry) while I call down, pray they answer the phone, request the number, wait for the chick who must be related to Perry Como (see Saturday Night Live classic if you don't know who I am talking about) to wander around in a fog before finally producing the number.
4. We sent a fire engine to a house today that wasn't on fire. Go us.
5. A woman called to arrange for computers and phone in a construction trailer. I sent out an e-mail to our construction manager, the guy who checks the fiber installations, the phone people etc. etc. Only I got the name of the company wrong. As I discovered when I left my office, drove half a block down the alley and came to their mile long fence entirely plastered with signs with their name on them. The worst part of it is the construction manager specifically asked me if the trailer was going in the same place where 'correct name construction company' was putting theirs.
I'm kinda glad it's Friday. Even if I am on call this weekend. Tomorrow a bunch of us from work are going to Benihanna. A Pina Colada is sounding really good right about now.
1. My grocery store tried to kill me. I went in and they had giant bunches of latex balloons over every single register. So I couldn't check out. Only the fact that I was with somone made it possible for me to buy anything there. I told the manager and he promised to have some latex free registers at all times.
2. A man called me for technical support claiming that he could not hear his voice mail on his computer (this isn't a weird thing, they do get voice mail delivered to their computers.)
Me: Can you hear any other sounds on your computer?
Him: I don't know. I didn't try listening to anything else.
Me: See that little speaker down by your clock? Click on that once.
Him: Ok, I see it.
Me: Slide the little slider up to abut halfway.
Him: Oh! I can hear it now!
Me: :-|
3. Part of my job involves collecting vital bits of information from various sources to allow us to activate accounts etc. at time of install. I try and stay at least one full week ahead. In other words, every single job scheduled for a coming week has all the vital information entered into a spreadsheet and on all work orders etc. Because I am going away next week I've worked very hard to be three weeks out. Today they installed a new chassis in our network operations center. At least 80 percent of all new installs will tie into the shelf on that chassis. Rendering a huge chunk of the numbers that I have collected useless because numbers for that chassis must come from a whole different pool. It gets better. The people who provide us with these numbers cannot do so in advance because they won't know until the equipment is plugged in which shelf it will come up on. So the techs get to stand around steaming (and beeping me every six seconds on the crackberry) while I call down, pray they answer the phone, request the number, wait for the chick who must be related to Perry Como (see Saturday Night Live classic if you don't know who I am talking about) to wander around in a fog before finally producing the number.
4. We sent a fire engine to a house today that wasn't on fire. Go us.
5. A woman called to arrange for computers and phone in a construction trailer. I sent out an e-mail to our construction manager, the guy who checks the fiber installations, the phone people etc. etc. Only I got the name of the company wrong. As I discovered when I left my office, drove half a block down the alley and came to their mile long fence entirely plastered with signs with their name on them. The worst part of it is the construction manager specifically asked me if the trailer was going in the same place where 'correct name construction company' was putting theirs.
I'm kinda glad it's Friday. Even if I am on call this weekend. Tomorrow a bunch of us from work are going to Benihanna. A Pina Colada is sounding really good right about now.
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