Our QA group works in the basement of this building. I work on the third floor. The only elevator is a freight elevator at the other end of the building, and I think you need your doctor to swear on a stack of bibles that you are legitimately handicapped before you can use it. Consequently, when the QA people need me to come down and look at a problem, I have to haul myself down this steep stairway in one of the danker and more industrial smelling parts of the building. I would like to I avoid it as much as possible. However, one of the QA people, Lisa, always calls me first whenever she has any problem, and she’s not very good at describing what the problem is, so I have to go down the stairs to see her. Unfortunately she’s very nice and pretty good at her job for the most part, so I can’t just tell her to fuck off.
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Category: Geekery
Happy 4000 Sept 1993
Today is the 4000th day of the September that never ended.
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Today’s jihad
Today I wish hot fiery death upon my ISP, RoadRunner.
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Today’s jihad
Today I wish to hunt down everybody who makes an email virus scanner that sends back a message to the “From” address telling them that the message that they sent contained a virus, and all the morons who install these things without disabling this option, and kill them. Slowly.
Free clue: VIRUSES FORGE THE FROM ADDRESS, FUCKWADS! The “helpful” message ends up harrassing some innocent third party. And because you all feel you need to customize your “helpful” message some how, it’s impossible to filter these damn things out.
I get over 1000 pieces of spam a day, and all but one or two are filtered out by my spam filters. But I get 10 or more of these virus warnings a day, and most of them get through my filters. So most of the spam I have actually deal with in terms of seeing the “new mail” indication and opening up a mail client and reading it and deleting it are these messages.
Spoke too soon
Ok, everything wasn’t all sweetness and light. I went to bed with the rsync going on to the ext2 partition, and a cp -r going on to the VFAT partition. An hour or so later, I was awaked by my cell phone beeping to let me know that the program I have running on my Gradwell account to monitor my web sites was saying that my home box wasn’t serving up web pages.
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