Aug. 21st, 2003

tiamatlady: (Default)
Suffice it to say, when you didn't think it could get any worse.
It did.
Probably private later on. I'm not in a place to do this now.

Hey

Aug. 21st, 2003 01:42 pm
tiamatlady: (Default)
I'm having a decidedly craptacular day.
You?

I'm not going into last night. I'm not capable of parsing that right now.

Let's start with this morning, 4 hours sleep, awake before the fricking sun comes up. I drift, knowing I can't go anywhere anytime soon. See, as usual, they eff up my program. My sister has a doctor's appointment, and it's at 8:30, my nephew has to stay with me til she shows up. Well, she has to take him, but I wanted to leave at 7. OK that didn't happen, but mostly since I was aware she was going to screw things up. She comes in, and vaguely hear *mumble tomorrow mumble* Seems she has the dates mixed up, and my morning is screwed FOR NAUGHT.
*sigh*

Bright point - had McGriddle sandwich finally. That thing is the tool of the Devil! I can still taste it.

Which isn't good since it's likely to come up. I got into work, did what I needed to on the boss's computer, just in time. THEN she starts complaining about it being slow (it's ALWAYS too slow for her, but I think it's just fine.) AND that I need to "download soem Atinvirus thing." You know where this is going, right?

No, we don't have the worm(s). We have the SAME FRIGGING THING we had MONTHS AGO - WORSE. AND since obviously this is some sort of money tactic, none of the passwords make sense, nor are they written down. Oh, and the server, ISN'T connected to the Internet, not even via *gasp* dialup. We're suppoosed to be getting DSL next month.

So, now, we have this Trojan, running rampant, on the server and one client, BUT NOT MINE (thank gods. My computer is running as fast as ever, with no issues *knock on wood*) At the moment it's downloading the Norton's update. To be installed on the server. Except I just rana dn downloaded the thing, and it did NO GOOD. Plus, it obviously never got to the whole thing in the first place, LAST time.

I'm seriously ready to slit wrists, probably mine. I HATE this office. Every time I walk in here, everything falls apart. The boss calls me at least once daily, with a stupid computer question that I CAN'T answer, since she uses opposite programs (I use IE, she INSISTS on Netscape. When something goes tits up on netscape, I have NO clue. and then she gets pissed. I've gotten NO real work done.

And then there's my other clients, one of whom makes things BEYOND difficult. Lke Duran Duran. they're playing next week. Apparantly ([livejournal.com profile] angelsil you want to pay attention here) there's a travel place that has a whole packsge, which includes a backstage VIP room, tour memorabilia, and a meet and greet with the band. for about $400. on the ONE DAY OF THE MONTH I CAN'T NOT WORK. Even if I wanted to spend the money, which I don't. $400 is a plane ticket to London. I love me some Simon, but I don't think that's right. Although, to meet him, to look into those blue eyes, and well, have him ignore me *grins* (the way Rogue does) I dunno what that will do for me right now.

PLEASE let this download work. I've already said I'm not coming here next week, during Labor Day weekend (the Cape office. No effing chance) I already feel like I'm on vacation having said that. That's BAD, VERY BAD! I'm thinking that I might just have to talk to some bed & breakfasts or hotels about an off season discount and rent me a room for 4 months. The commute SUCKS.

I'll let you know if hari-kari is immenent.

Much love

Aug. 21st, 2003 04:53 pm
tiamatlady: (Sehkmet)
to the tech monkies reading my journal.
You know I don't mea you when I say:

COMPUTER TECH GUYS SUCK MAJOR TIME ASS WITHOUT A REACH AROUND!

Hi, you're getting HOW much an hour to say to me "Huh. I dunno what it is, go Google for it."
He's a nice, polite guy, I've met him, but don't TELL me to fix my own effing problem, that's what YOU GET PAID TO DO!!!!

Let me sum up - I've been having major issues with a self replicating, self MAILING virus. I finally (with the monkey's help, considering the effing password was NOT SOMETHING I COULD EVER GUESS) got the Antivirus running, and it is making a total mess of the virus' load (he he - load) But it was doing something funky to one of the computers. So I call and ask "hey, I'm getting this message about Foo missing file. What is it?" This is when I got the Google suggestion.

Well, I did that, found a link back to Norton's which provides a FULL REMOVAL UTILITY, which fixed this computer up right nice.

IF HE had done the effing Googling, I wouldn't have KNOWN how easy it was to fix, and I would have thought him a god. NOW I think he's a loser. (Oddly enough, he reminds me of CB, except Techmonkey is NOT an asshole, just a butthead. There is a difference. I'm not pissed at TechMonkey, CB is at the top, bottom and everywhere in between on my shitlist.)

Google for it. Jeebus H.
Don't YOU THINK I could have thought of that?!?!
Next time the boss says "Call *TechCompany*" I'm going to remind her of how much TODAY cost her, for the answer "Google for it."

Son. Of. A. Bitch.

Ahhhhh

Aug. 21st, 2003 05:29 pm
tiamatlady: (Default)
The joys of downloadning M$ Updates.
ON A DIALUP.
*sighs*
Kill me, right now.
I'm going to start writing bad Goffick Haiku any second.
Off to see what's going on at the other computer, so I can mess with that while thing, too.

I'm stopping at Target for Mozzerella Sticks, and you can't stop me.
tiamatlady: (Default)
Well, NOW I feel like a putz.
TechMonkey just called back.
"what happened, I'm curious."
Talked to me about some of the stuff going on,
AND advised against a service pack update, that I was on the verge of downloading.

Still, Let's remember - how much an hour to say "go Google for it."
I'm beginning to think I'm in the wrong line of work.
tiamatlady: (Default)
Dancer will appreciate this )

now, to remember that.
*sighs*
This day needs to just be put behind me.
Thngs got better, but I need a serious lack of action.
I didn't get home til after 8, took all my energy hunting food.
Right, send email, then to bed. I'm SO tired. I'm setting my alarm for 9. Maybe I'll pop in Daredevil.

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