Moving Day

2007 Story Set

Date: May 22, 2007
      It is moving day.
      We were - I thought - ready.
      Ha, ha and ha.
      I labeled my CPU boxes - "Right side of cube - System A" and "Left side of cube - System B". Simple.
      I said on paper - "I have the keyboard and mouse" - because I own the keyboard and mouse. At least for my system.
      I went to the new cube ahead of time (a double cube) and I put stuff in there.
      And I labeled where I was sitting.
      And I said "NO KEYBOARD TRAY". Because I have non-wobbly tables and an ergometric keyboard.
      I took personal things to the car on Friday - left them in said car (The Tacoma) and brought them back in on Monday.
      Good planning.
      First of all, as a contractor, this very paranoid company insists that I turn in my badge overnight. So after I park - midway between buildings for this day, I have to walk to the old building and get my badge. Then I have to walk back to the truck and unload the Toshiba and the stuff, and then haul this (rolling case) into the new building.
      I ride up the elevator and expect to turn sharp Left and then left again - walk down - and there I am.'
      Right away, I walk into catering city, and movers stuffing their faces.
      No Latte, but there is hot decaf.
      Second, the fire door (looks like a garage door) is DOWN so I cannot go left, I must turn right.
      Well, wait a moment. I can get lost!
      OK - I found my cube,
      I am in the YELLOW section, the hallway went to the GREEN section but there was a YELLOW sigh off to the right and I followed it.
      Good.
      I note right away that the movers evidently do not know the difference between right and left.
      Because both the phones and the computers are switched.
      Seems they (IT) can't read. You would think that was a requirement.
      I dragged the tables (also switched) into position.
      I checked the chairs. (Oh, not switched.).
      I wandered over for hot decaf and got my bearings. I resisted pastry (stale) and fruit (except for a lone strawberry).
      Then I wandered over and found someone who asked me "Is everything working?"
      "Nope!" (I had of course opened a call for help.)
      So he came and we switched the CPU box and the keyboard (theirs) is on that system and keyboard in my bag (mine) is properly on mine. I wasn't sure about doing that (switching them) --- like - doesn't the main box know which computer is plugged in where? Well, evidently not. (Which boggles my mind just a tad.)
      I plugged in my laptop anyway. Crawling on the floor to move the power strip so I could reach it.
      Next --- the phone.
      I went to the "War Room" as the help desk directed. (Another phone call).
      I was told - "We don't do anything without a piece of paper."
      I had already called the help desk and there was a call open.
      I didn't want to open two calls.
      I said I would unplug them.
      Ooops.
      Because of some squirrelly scheme, the phone and the CPU are Daisy-chained, which means - you cannot unplug the damn phone.
      OK - I went to the web and tried to open a work request.
      OOOPS! The web page has an error.
      So I called them. (Again.)
      "Yeah. We know. We sent a message to the powers that be----" (It came up later.)
      Meanwhile - just switch the phones.
      Physically.
      OK.
      I have now crawled on my hands and knees under the counter-desk a few times, what's one more.
      I switched them.
      The other one (not mine) came alive.
      Mine was DEAD!
      Yikes.
      I called the help desk - "dead as a doornail".
      OK - wait - I had just talked on the other phone unit on these lines.
      My supervisor came in and he crawled on the floor.
      Everything looks fine.
      We checked the back of the phone.
      Black on the right, blue on the left.
      Yep.
      So they arrive with a rolling cart and ----- switch the blue and black cables.
      Seems that my black cable is blue and my blue cable is black.
      Also seems they have no standard way to do things - we just thought they did.
     
      So I grabbed more hot decaf (good coffee) my Medifast bar for lunch (it is now 1PM) and finally downloaded a number of files. Seems I edited off ONE file and need to edit off TWO input files (CRIPES) - this are additional changes to a 300 pages document I thought I had captured.
      OK - we know what my week will be like.
      (By the way, there is only supposed to be ONE source file for me - not two.)
      (Can we say - out of sync?)
      Oh well. It's what I am paid for. Technical documentation can be such fun--.

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