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This is going to be a very angry, very vulgar post. Feint of heart need not read on.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.
What a FUCKING waste of my God damn time.
/fume
Jesus tapdancing Christ, that pissed me off.

I just got back from driving to Lyons, NY, for work, on a Saturday. A 45 minute drive (each way), complete with traffic and tolls, that I will not be reimbursed for, as a favor to the major IT guy that is in charge of most of the corporation.

The Lyons facility is simply a huge warehouse. I have no idea why they even have computers, or how many they have, or why they need a DSL backup system for their T1, but who am I to ask questions. I just follow orders.

Their fucking Server Room looked like someone had tried to rob the place. If I ever own any room, let alone a server room, that is in that state of disarray, I will immediately commit suicide. Its hard for me to describe how insanely disgusting it was. Nothing was put away, nothing was labeled, it was fucking chaos. And the person who was my contact there barely knew his fucking asshole from his elbow. What a fucking moron.

Forty five minutes after I got there, I’m still fucking around trying to figure out what everything is, because THATS how badly it was organized. He walks up, stands in the doorway and says to me, “What did you do?” in a very condescending voice. At this point, I had switched a modem that was not being used at the time, into a a phone splitter in THE SAME JACK on THE SAME PHONE LINE. That’s it. The modem was IDLE. I called it and it answered. It’s only purpose is to accept outside connections for remote maintenance on the system. And it was not doing that at the time that I unplugged it, or at any point in the past 3 weeks.

Yet somehow, his conveyor belt system failure was my fault. Right. Grow a fucking brain, genius. Not only did he not understand the concept of coincidence but when I successfully proved to him that what little I had been able to get done in his chaotic environment was completely unrelated to a system freeze that was easily resolved by a reboot, he did not believe me. He made me reverse what I had done, pack up everything I had taken out, and leave.

Are you fucking kidding me? I drove my ass all the way here, for no pay, no reimbursement, on my own time, on a FUCKING SATURDAY, and you won’t even let me work? FUCK YOU sideways with a chainsaw. What an asshole. Not only that, but he was fucking condescending and rude to me the entire god damn time. As if everything that had ever gone wrong in his life was my fault because I clearly didn’t know what I was doing.

THEN he had the fucking nerve to ask me to come back after hours, AT MIDNIGHT. I nearly clocked him in the face, I was so fucking pissed off. Fuck no I’m not coming back. I was there to get it done when I could be, prearranged WITH YOU two weeks ago, and now you don’t want me to do it. Your fucking loss. I hope your T1 DOES fail and you have no backup so your whole facility has to shut down for two weeks while I try to fit you into my schedule. Asshole.

Crawl into a hole and die.
/spit