September 29, 2004

Don?t Think I?m Qualified?

So you think I?m not qualified to install a video card, but its funny how when you fuck up said installation, I?m the one you come to pick your ass up off the floor and save your machine.

Some of you reading this already know where I?m going, but for those of you who are not in the know of my latest complaint, here goes?

A team needs new video cards, pretty, nice shiny and powerful video cards to boot. Unfortunately, due to some reasons beyond IT?s control, the vendors at hand do not have said card available, thus the team went down the road and expensed them on their own.

I have no issue with the acquisition of these cards, on the contrary. If you need a specific item, an item soon to be the new standard anyway and IT is unable to provide the items, by all means, find a way to get them to fulfill your needs.

I have issue, however, with the complete lack of faith in my own ability to install the card or fit the box with the necessary accessories to handle the hardware. A slap it in the face is what the IT department received this past week. No one straight up said, ?Princess, you can?t handle this task.? What was said is IT can?t handle this. No matter how you cut it, I find it offensive, disrespectful and downright unproductive.

Some of the users think they can come to me with every little IT related complaint they have. Here?s a newsflash, I?m not a complaint department. Take them elsewhere because all you?re accomplishing is insulting me. I already have enough complaints of my own, so don?t add to them because frankly, I don?t give a shit.

No matter how many complaints I may have about this department, it is a part of me and these are my teammates. What is said about IT is said about me. Period. We live and die as a team. That?s the way it is supposed to be and that?s the way it is.

When an issue is raised to IT, a timeframe is given and needs are communicated. The mistake this team made was not approaching IT and stating the following?

We need these video cards, so we?re going to expense them. Can you give us your time and install all of them and make sure the systems are ready for this new hardware when the cards arrive? We have X number of cards and very little time to get this done, what can you do for us?

It?s called planning, dumbass. Say it with me...P-L-A-N-N-I-N-G!

Instead, this is what occurred throughout the period of a week and random intervals. Completely scattered and thrust upon an ill informed IT staff?

I need my card installed now.

We cracked open the locked case and I busted my card when I tried installing it and the replacement has arrived, can you install it?

I need my card installed now.

We cracked open the locked case and my PC?s power supply can?t handle this new card, can you give me a new one?

I need my card installed now.

We cracked open the locked case and I installed this new card and now my system runs at half speed. Can you come fix it?

I need my card installed now.

And so on and so on?

Never underestimate solid communication and a little professional respect. Imagine the trouble you could have saved yourselves ya self righteous, elitist pricks.

Fortunately, I have some sense of work ethic. If I don?t like someone, they get service the same as the people I do like. I do not have the luxury or desire for that matter, to compromise my work for my personal feelings. Lucky fuckers.

Posted by Princess at 9:38 PM | Comments (12)

September 27, 2004

Words For The White Guy

Hang in there, man. Since comments were turned off, I thought I would add mine here. So here are some tired ass clich?s to help you along...

What doesn?t kill you only makes you stronger.

It wouldn?t be any fun if life were easy.

Hang in there, baby! (Ya see there?s a lil picture of this kitty hanging from a tree. It?s hangin see? It's hanging in there! See? See?)

A weird thing about humans is we work till we're sick to get a fortune, then pay a fortune to get well again.

One step at a time.

A 'wish' changes nothing. A 'decision' changes everything!

God willing and the creek don't rise.

There?s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Rome was not built in one day.

If all else fails, manipulate the data.

Shoot for the moon!

It's raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock.

All in due time.

You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube.

David versus Goliath.

Behind the clouds, the sun is shining.

Tomorrow is another day.

And finally?

This too, shall pass.

Feel free to add your own, dear reader.

Posted by Princess at 8:53 PM | Comments (6)

September 19, 2004

Lil Bits

I finally received my poker chip birthday present given to me by steve and vince. We had poker night to break in the new chips and it was, as usual, quite fun. The chips are very cool and I couldn?t be happier with them. I couldn?t get a decent enough shot of the chips themselves, so here is the center artwork. Check it.

I finally got SMS rolled out to the user base this week. What a pain in the ass it was. Strike that. It wasn?t that bad, but it was filled with some confusing moments. I?ll go into detail later this week when I feel like giving a rat?s ass.

This past week I received a nice lil nod of appreciation for the work I?ve done for a particular team. It felt nice. Very nice.

One of my Dream Homes is up for sale again. As long as I?m doing work in IT, which I adore and have deemed my gig for life, I will not scrape up enough cash to get setup in something of this caliber. I hope the people that do buy it, appreciate it as much as I do. Know where I can get a mil and a half? No...really, do you?

Posted by Princess at 9:57 PM | Comments (4)

September 3, 2004

He he

I giggled much.

(Courtesy of The Brain, making up for sending this earlier today)

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September 2, 2004

But He Has A Hat!

The intellectual debate the other day at work went as follows?

Scorpion or Raiden?

Suffice to say, Mr. Popular, Scorpion, received the most votes. My personal favorite, Raiden, was defeated mercilessly. Despite the poll results, I still say Raiden rocks ass over any other and I stand by that decision!

The walk through the halls with The Farm Boy, Tuggie and myself consisted of a collective questionnaire of each person we passed. Almost everyone knew what the question meant and when finally asked, ?Scorpion or Raiden uh what,? I was a lil confused why the individual didn?t automatically know what we were talking about. Why wouldn?t they after all?

All of this heated discussion then led to talk of the everyday, real life advantages of each character?s special powers?Real World style.

Picture this?a nifty lil loft in Chicago, Baraka in the kitchen using his hands to chop up the salad for the evening?s dinner, Scorpion tapping the keg while SubZero holds onto it to keep it cold. You can only imagine where things went on from here?

Yeah, well, ok?so maybe we put a lil too much time into this topic.

*ahem*

Posted by Princess at 5:24 PM | Comments (1)