Round up all the scalpers,
and scalp them?
510 publicly visible posts • joined 31 Jan 2018
Do you really want C-level managers who have friends that have names like Flat-nose Bill and Crusher? (Yes, I know what you meant by 'friends' but I am inclined to believe even scumbags of entirely different feathers will happily flock together, given the opportunity!)
The student fridge here would fit that description if I didn't trolley it outside for a defrost and hosing out every 4 months! (Note, that is a different fridge to the one I mentioned above which I keep in pristine condition, since I am the only one regularly using it - I'm the only full-time staff at the outpost, though part-time staff are welcome to use it too, they usually buy their lunch).
Our new building (under construction) explicitly doesn't have space for a fridge in the tech office. Little do they know that when they close my remote outpost and move me there, the lovely large fridge I have all to myself will need a new home and by damned, the other techs and I will make it fit somewhere!
I regularly raid the worksite eWaste bin for, among other things, a good selection of different-length cables for both mains and USB extension. I the latter I have everything from 10cm to 3m from salvage (plus some repeater-boosted 10m and a 20m USB I purchased).
Also, making sure there was power (both mains and high-current USB) on every desk and every 2m along walls in my part of the new building they are just digging the foundations for now was a goal I set myself at the design-consultation stage. A separate up-coming battle is RJ45 ports along with them (connected into the WiFi backbone - we have separate networks for managed and BYOD devices, the latter being exclusively wireless at present, which always ends up oversubscribed, so giving BYODers the option to hard-plug in should make life better for everyone, if I can just convince Networking of that!).
Part of the PC refresh above included a chemistry-department move to a building on the other side of the city. One professor moved his collection of small glass bottles of just about every liquid-form chemical in circulation in a single large cardboard box in the back of his car (he didn't want the removalists to handle them). The chemistry Tech. was not amused. Shouting may have occurred.
Never got to play with anything that exotic, though did get to refresh some PCs in a lab with neat little stacks of lead blocks around a few things I was advised not to touch (I don't think it was lead-poisoning they were worried about)!
Then there was the bio-chem labs, where you were advised - after working in them - to wash your hands /before/ going to the bathroom too. Just to be sure!
(Safety was actually pretty high, despite my dramatised description - I was properly inducted and supervised, and the lead blocks, and biohazards were nowhere near where I was working, and I wouldn't have even noticed them across the room behind transparent barriers if they hadn't been pointed out to me by enthusiastic-to-share researchers).
Quite possibly some of 'management' may need their expectations re-adjusted. Their expectations of how long they have left to live!
Check with the French - they no doubt have those guillotines packed away in storage somewhere!
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I'm pretty sure, like the hydra, if you chop off ALL the heads, a corp. can still die!
But it was 90 minutes past bed time, keeping myself upright in my computer chair because lying down made me vomitous (I did get whatever was disagreeing with me cleared not long after and got to bed, though! and I already have this-morning off work so could sleep in to make up.)
Just got home from Canberra, secure the front door, oh joy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the veranda.
Legislation kicks in, pretty soon I'm singin',
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[CHORUS:]
Private user data, flowin' ... out my back door.
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There's a hacker doing cartwheels, a cracker gettin' good feels.
Look at all the data miners on the under-net.
A dinosaur politician, run' by superstition.
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[CHORUS]
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KGB and 5-eyes spooks are on the NBN.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' goon?
Doo, doo doo.
Spurious apparition provided by politician.
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[CHORUS]
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Liberal and Labor play together in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' loon?
Doo, doo doo.
Don't bother me with maths, kick-backs 'll buy my 'facts'.
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[CHORUS]
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Forward troubles to our kids, they can deal with what we did!
Look at all the data miners dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, poli-pensions buy no sorrows.
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[CHORUS]
I'm not sure what the down-voters think I was saying, but I was referring to when I happened to buy some Peppa Pig biscuits from the local dollar store specials bin once while changing buses on the way to work. And, as one tends to do with biscuits, I ate them for morning tea!
I vaguely recall a journalist jokingly asking Sun about this back when Java (the programming language!) was new and the CEO saying they wouldn't have any issue at all with the island using the word for anything not programming-language related.
It was a different age.
I use StartPage and while it isn't included in FireFox or Chrome's default search options, it is easy enough to open preferences and add it. Or just click on the helpful links on the StartPage entry page itself to have it automagically added to the options and set as default.
Anyone who can't handle clicking a hyperlink should probably not be on the web. It is sort of an expected skill in the domain!
The second a fix for an unreported vulnerability is distributed, black-hats are all over it to see what was changed and how to exploit it before everyone has had a chance to test and deploy the patch (BIG assumption that the majority of users ever get around to it!), so what is the point in 'quietly' patching vulnerabilities again?