BOFH: Pass the sugar, Asmodeus, and let the meeting of the Fellowship of Bastards … commence BOFH logo telephone with devil's horns It's the first meeting of the Fellowship of Bastards in more than a year and there are stories to tell and people to meet. It's a real social occasion and we're seeing people we've not seen in many years. "See that guy?" I say to the PFY, pointing out a bloke in the distance. "He's the …
I am looking for funding for the development of a bluetooth device to tell you when a shoelace has come undone. It will connect to your phone, indicate which is the loose lace and an algorithm will show a GIF that will show you how to adjust your stride according to its length, to save you from having to bend down and re-tie the lace.
I think it will go far.
in the corner just cost me another keyboard..... especially since we use reams of double sided tape and yes it does exactly as described.
Which leads me on nicely to another comment made which was "Clean yourself you lazy <bleep>" after I offered to swap keyboards with our new PFG, yes I have an apprentice... and its a girl too (get your minds out of the gutter... jeez)
We had the usual selection of suspects when recruiting, to which the manglement left me to do "The Tour" and a question I asked was "why do you wish to join a team of elite robot wranglers?" some said money, or learn about computering in an industrial enviroment... but the production engineer's niece got on the list of suspects.."I've heard about you" she says "But I want the job so I become not a dark lord of the robots like you, but beautiful and terrible as the storm and the lightning. all shall love me and despair!"
Needless to say neopotism and my words went far in convincing the manglement.
Oh and the machine operator who wolf whistled at her during the tour, he's spent the best part of the morning trying to explain to the manglement why his machine says it made 4000 parts this week when its only actually made 2000
Perhaps it was my fault when I said #3701 when asked "whats the address of the part counter in that machines memory?" yesterday....
Think maybe I'll not teach her all I know......
"But I want the job so I become not a dark lord of the robots like you, but beautiful and terrible as the storm and the lightning. all shall love me and despair!"
Needless to say neopotism and my words went far in convincing the manglement. (of her worth)
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I have trained many, many new PFYs, some male, some female, most green and keen, some healthily cynical. I always start with a brief explanation of the pecking order in the company (me, then the other data sysadmins in my team, then the software sysadmins, then their boss, then sundry bit players like marketing, suppliers, HR, etc). Almost all of them have gone on to happy and productive careers, and those that don't, well, they don't last long. Moral of the story: knowing your job is important, but knowing how to avoid idiots is utterly vital.
Back on topic: I'd like to nominate the author of SharePoint to this gathering of bastards, with a view to making him/her the chairman when the current one resigns/dies of old age/is helped under a taxi after annoying Simon or Stephen. I've used a countless number of poorly designed software packages over the years (including, I'll admit, several of my own making), and my conclusion is that SharePoint is so wilfully bad that it must have been deliberately designed to be so. Not just designed to "encourage" users onto a more expensive product, like Photoshop Elements, not just hastily put together and in desperate need of some attention, like Stibo Workbench, but actually designed to drive its users over the edge. Who knows, maybe the project manager owns a chain of pubs and wanted to drive people to the bottle. Speaking of which, thanks Simon and have one on me.
...this most counterproductive of all Microsoft solutions.
It's a solution to management in much the same way as Holmes' 7% solution was but for admins, it should be disposed of in much the same way as a very low or very high pH solution (or any other toxic mix of garbage).
Ah, Sharepoint! It's incessant "yes, I know I said it was on your C:\ drive, but now I come to think about it, it was somewhere else and I didn't bother locking the file, so now I don't know whether someone else might have updated it in the meantime. Tell you what - how about you pick a local folder and put it there for now, then next time I can open it for you, let you work on it for an hour or so, then tell you I opened it read only because I mistook your local drive for a network drive, and could you please save it under a different name in a different folder."
Sharepoint has been responsible for so many "Ohh look! You know all those files you worked on and saved? I've managed to recover them from versions that were interim saved 6 months ago - would you like me to open them now?" messages when starting up, well, anything.
But at least I'm not bitter.
"And here is a mood lamp. This lamp will change colour to denote the secondary user's mood to the primary user."
I could have done with that about 30 years ago. The lady who ran kebab van we used to go to for lunch would take out her frustrations with her husband on the chilli sauce.
The conversations went something like :-
"Hi, one large Donner please... How's your day going??"
"Sure, Fine. Chilli sauce?"
"Yes please! load it up!"
and
"Hi, one large Donner please... How's your day going??"
"Sure, Oh that lazy Ba...[mutters]. Chilli sauce?"
"Just a touch today please."
Just bring me his head!!
"And cross-industry too. That bloke over there is a consultant who co-ordinates power adapter design so that no two adapters are ever the same size, ensuring that not even a Tetris master can plug them into a multi-box without clashes."
While you're at it, there are a few UI designers I'd like to have a word with... or their heads, which ever is easiest!
"While you're at it, there are a few UI designers I'd like to have a word with... or their heads, which ever is easiest!"
The words I'd like to have with them include "HAHAHAHAHAHA" and "WAIT I CANT FIND THE BUTTON TO TURN THE ELECTRICITY OFF!" (the later also combined with manical laughter, yes).
MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
In front of you are 10 identical small black buttons. Each lightly engraved with tiny indistinguishable icons. In black, naturally. Press the correct one in ten seconds, or receive 50,000 volts through your chair. IF you survive, LEARN about usability!
"But I want the job so I become not a dark lord of the robots like you, but beautiful and terrible as the storm and the lightning. all shall love me and despair!"
Needless to say neopotism and my words went far in convincing the manglement. (of her worth)
I know a good idea when i steal one. however, a working kludge needs special tending; ie: the AI agent that optimizes your software setting for you when no one's looking.
being able to work the complier anyway is a noteworth steal.
Eh? What weird Linux distro are you running where Firefox doesn't only get updated when a new version arrives in the repo, and your package updater does its stuff (manually or automatically, depending on preference)?
Self-updating apps are the sort of crap that only OSes which don't have proper repos (eg, Windows, MacOS) have to introduce as nasty kludges.
On a side note, at a previous job someone put my machine into a policy that rebooted it at 22:30 every night, sitting on site reprogramming the core switch it got to the magic time and promptly told me it was rebooting in 1 minute. Cue frantic saving and note taking of where in the long list of tasks I had got to before I lost everything (and possibly crashed the site off the rest of the network)
So there is someone worse than the process designer….. the policy editing ad administrator
We have a nightly compile job that starts at 21:00 and would sometimes terminate abruptly at midnight because that is the time the server administrators had chosen to reboot all of our machines.
This caused several days of lost work for 30+ employees over a period of weeks before our department manager asked the CFO if he could bill other departments for time spent on their behalf. The CFO agreed this was fine and our department manager dropped a bill the size of that server admin's team entirely monthly budget on their desk.
The next week our build servers were set to reboot after midnight, 5 minutes after the scheduled build task was completed and our problems were resolved.
Turns out policies that can't be changed can suddenly be changed awfully quickly when the people responsible have to start justifying massive bills from other departments for loss of work.
I was managing a project within the operational business, I was employed by IT but my 13 dev's were funded by the business. We had been based in the IT department but the next phase was a collaborative development with the customer service teams.
It turned out that when the Service Desk moved the PC's they set them up PC's to revert back to a 'known state' every morning at 6 AM.
It took a couple of hours to find out what went wrong after we lost a days changes, a quick call to IT to get them taken out of that group and the... the same bloody thing happened the next day. We had to revert to taking out the network cables overnight while I had to work my way up to the head of infrastructure to get the guys machines moved to a developer group. On the bright side that only took 2 weeks and it wasn't like I was trying to manage a business critical project. The joy of the dev who had worked until 10PM on an urgent change then forgot to unplug his PC's network cable was a joy to behold.
He followed the tried and true political strategy of dividing the enemy. i.e. he turned the Ricks with the crap jobs against the elite Ricks. Surely in an infinite multiverse there would be at least one PFY capable of doing the same by turning BOFHs lower on the totem pole against those at the top.
He had an accident and wasn't able to go
According to reports he tripped over the wire from one of his devices and fell against the unlocked window on the 5 th floor, just above where someone had parked a running woodchipper.
2 men were seen on CCTV rolling the remains up in a carpet and loading it into a company van with no number plates.
We had a Test Lead that decided to change the existing permissions setup we had where you could tick the boxes of the roles, to making new roles named after a persons job description.
Unfortunately the Dev. team didn't actually sit down with the worker bees, just the Mangelment Team, so inevitably on day one the Help Desks streamed in from staff that could not longer do their jobs.
Of course when that happened, his response was "They shouldn't have that access" and the Manglers started getting staff asking how were they meant to do such-and-such which the Manglers didn't realize staff did, because all they do is make a few harder decisions and sign stuff, the staff do 95% of the workload after all.
Anyway after a few days it was decided to push role changes and merges to the Ops team because the Dev. team could see the wave of changes heading their way and didn't want to deal with it.
Four months later the Team Lead's job was made redundant but we were still feeling the after affects 5 years later until I left in April.
Role Based Permissions work well where you have a high number of role-holders to roles, I;ve used them extensively in ERP implementations, they do need to be designed along side the business processes to ensure that the right permissions are set up but they have allowed me to implement leaner processes more than once. They can also simplify new starter processes avoiding the situation where roles are copied for new starters and you new employee ends up with access to the directories fo the main board members because the team member they were copied from used to be their PA a decade ago. (yes this really happened and aproximately 50 peopls had the same permissions.)
High on my list is the wired home so that you can adjust the temperature of your fridge from work using an app on your smartphone, or turn your Aircon onto Cool on a Hot day. When you get home you find that a Ukrainian hacker has turned your fridge off, and switched your Aircon to Heat on a hot day. The food is rotten and the house is too hot for human habitation. Why would anyone expose themselves to this risk?
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