I got one of those credit card sized CDROMs jammed in my machine, given to me by the owner of the company. You must never put one in your machine kids, for fear of having it spin out of control and slicing your motherboard up like Edward Scissorhands in a porn shop. I mentioned it to the owner when he handed it over to me but he insisted and *glinkt!* it gets stuck in my machine.
I call the IT department to tell him there’s a disk jammed in my machine (you can see where this is going).
“What do you want me to do about it?” he says after I explain my problem.
“Get it out?” I ask cautiously.
After explaining to him why it got there and possibly how it got jammed, he said he’d look at it…tomorrow.
Am I overreacting here? If a computer breaks down, should I try to fix it myself?
This is perfectly how this company is run. Passing as much as possible on to the next guy. I hope to god I get a review soon. I’m gonna have a hey-day.
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Sorry to hear about the chaos machines can cause. On the up side, if you still like machines and robots then perhaps you will like Dada Pogrom who is based in Iceland. Think ‘Cars’ from Gary Numan and ‘Planet Earth’ from Duran Duran. Here is url if you would like to take a peek:
http://www.dadapogrom.com
Happy Machine’ing
I dont want this site to become a “I hate work” blog that will someday bite me in the ass, but I was so shocked by his response I needed to vent. I promise not to relate any more whiny stories unless they’re waaay out there. I think complaining about your job on a blog is on parr with posting song lyrics and bad poetry (guilty!).
I am not the “IT” guy for our company but, since no one else has any knowledge of computers it falls on me. The other day, the owner of the company said to order him a new laptop from “Dell”, which I did and when it came in, I set it up for our network and I put the time I spent on my timesheet as “Computer Time” and when the owner saw it, he called me into his office and told me that I can not be spending time on computers during work hours and that it should be done during off hours….then asked me to set up a wireless network for his house….??
Can anyone use a good civil engineer…???
After careful analysis, the only way to make sense of this blog entry is to replace the word “it” with the words “my penis.” Et voila!
The bigger the company you work for, the longer it takes to get stuff done. With the merger, we gained 200x the bureacracy of morons we had before.
you should have told him your dick was stuck there, someone would have been dispatched right away…
Glad to see my office is not the only one suffering from “pass-the-puck-alytis”