Yes, that’s my fault too…
April 8th, 2009
To expand on this post, the one about our department head, aka the “big boss” decided that he was gonna have the CEO use a laptop with the symbol that looks like a fruit instead of the one with all the pretty logos. The funny thing is that the BB is pretty much clueless when it comes to technology. “Why is he the BB, then?” you ask? Pray tell, Grasshopper, pray tell.
Well, the BB is actually out of the country for the next couple of weeks so one of my other coworkers (thank God I have other coworkers instead of just the curmudgeon) stepped in to take care of this conversion. The person tasked with this “very important project” seems to be under the impression that I’m the personal lacky, i.e. this person will reap all the notoriety after I finish taking care of the conversion. Here are a couple of points which confirms I’m generally the “fall guy”:
- The password was wrong. No, I didn’t set this system up yet I’m, somehow, supposed to know what the original admin password. Granted this is easy enough to crack but if I’m working in another building at the time this system is being established, *of course* it’s gonna be my fault when the password is incorrect. After all, I’m the lacky!
- Most of the files are not converting properly from PC to Crapple format. Well, duh. If one is trying to convert a proprietary database file that only runs on a PC into the Crapple file format (actually, that’s a misnomer because no such file format exists in the first place), *of course* it ain’t gonna work. But, hey, let’s blame that one on Grumpy Tech too because, after all, *he* wrote the original application in the first place! (If that were the case, I surely wouldn’t be working here. I’d be kicking it with Richard Branson on Necker Island).
And here’s a little something extra (you *knew* I just *had* to bring up the curmudgeon!):
If one doesn’t understand how something works, rather than continuously arguing with me about it, you’re gonna get better results listening to me and then asking questions if you still don’t understand. Trying to berade me will only help me realize how much *more* of an idiot you are. I’ve discovered the deeper the attempted berading, the more ignorant the curmudgeon is. Reverse psychology works wonders in these types of situation: “yeah, you’re right. I don’t get it. I don’t understand. Would you show that to me? What’s a DNS server?”
Why is he reaching for his heart medication?
