If you have the time (and if you're at work, of course you have the time!), I recommend The Great Hargeisa Goat Bubble. One guy gets his last goat killed by an aircraft so he can claim twice its value from the airport, and it all goes wrong from there.
Soon the shortage of actual goats led to a booming market in goat futures, goat options and increasingly arcane goat derivative products. This trade in young, unborn, and even theoretical goats allowed yet more money into a market whose only bottle-neck or brake up to this time had been the physical shortage of actual goats.
My first day here, I had a desk but no chair, and had to run power and network cables to the desk myself (as well as hunt down an extension cable when I refused to run power straight across a door at floor level). I also went monitor-shopping with the sysadmin, which involved a long cycle ride through the forest.
Took three days to get it all set up, and another three hours to work out that I couldn't do a damn thing with five other people bouncing about in a room built for two.
I wrote parts of an aviation photo database while sat under a tree by the airport fence. (Keepin' it real, yo.) Naturally, I picked days when it looked like this, not like this.
OUL isn't the busiest airport in the world, so it's actually a really peaceful place most of the time, especially if you walk round to the south side. You're right on the edge of the forest, and you hear far more birdsong than jet noise.
"It's just the glasses that are a pain. They dim the picture and flicker against other light sources, especially cheap LED bulbs."
Like the ones in the local cinema's fire exit signs. That was downright annoying, having that at both edges of your field of view for the whole tedious Hobbit movie.
Over a few months of play, I conditioned my regular opponent with flare, flare, Mega-Missile. Eventually it got so that just lobbing a flare at him would send him running away screaming. I'd watch him thrashing about in a panic for a little while, maybe taunt him with another flare, before putting him out of his misery.
The new beta uses JQuery for the comment threshold selector, and changes that on the fly. This means all the comments are loaded...
Oh wow. If that's true, my corporate overlords' naughty-word filter is going to love all those -1 posts, and it can't tell whether the words actually show up on the screen.
Of course, Slashdot is owned by Dice, who make their money out of finding jobs for people and people for jobs, so maybe getting us all fired is part of the plan.
When I worked in McJail, the grease trap exploded on one of my night shifts. BLAM! Couldn't use the sinks, and (once it had all rained back down from the ceiling and flowed down the walls) the back-room was ankle deep in nasty. In order to get the place ship-shape for the morning, I took all the dirty equipment to the local gas station and jet-washed it on my own dime, after rolling in the grease trying to unblock the pipe with my bare hands. While the other two put the rest of the store in order and went home, I was still there three hours after the end of my shift, cleaning up the mess as fast as it could drip from my body.
The store manager gave me a warm and heart-felt thank-you, although she had the good sense to refrain from shaking my hand. Then she gave me a present. It was the free plastic pen that the plumber had given her.
From there on in, every time I was tempted to go above and beyond the call of duty, I thought of that pen. That was ten years ago, and I still have it somewhere as a reminder.
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I want to download all of it and figure out where I should put my Dunkin' Donuts franchise...
Looks like the RSO had his money on "no".
Only five hundred, but he walked them...
I use that one all the time. If you have a problem with that, you can Suomi.
Optimise. Only friend people who eat their children.
If you have the time (and if you're at work, of course you have the time!), I recommend The Great Hargeisa Goat Bubble. One guy gets his last goat killed by an aircraft so he can claim twice its value from the airport, and it all goes wrong from there.
Please tell me you BSOD'd the thing and got a photo...
My first day here, I had a desk but no chair, and had to run power and network cables to the desk myself (as well as hunt down an extension cable when I refused to run power straight across a door at floor level). I also went monitor-shopping with the sysadmin, which involved a long cycle ride through the forest.
Took three days to get it all set up, and another three hours to work out that I couldn't do a damn thing with five other people bouncing about in a room built for two.
I wrote parts of an aviation photo database while sat under a tree by the airport fence. (Keepin' it real, yo.) Naturally, I picked days when it looked like this, not like this.
OUL isn't the busiest airport in the world, so it's actually a really peaceful place most of the time, especially if you walk round to the south side. You're right on the edge of the forest, and you hear far more birdsong than jet noise.
"It's just the glasses that are a pain. They dim the picture and flicker against other light sources, especially cheap LED bulbs."
Like the ones in the local cinema's fire exit signs. That was downright annoying, having that at both edges of your field of view for the whole tedious Hobbit movie.
Over a few months of play, I conditioned my regular opponent with flare, flare, Mega-Missile. Eventually it got so that just lobbing a flare at him would send him running away screaming. I'd watch him thrashing about in a panic for a little while, maybe taunt him with another flare, before putting him out of his misery.
Yeah. Gotta have flares.
Chain-link, I believe...
Why are you surprised?
"Why would anyone want the hassle of piecing together a phone anyway?"
I'd have said the same thing about teddy bears, but there's a damn Build A Bear Workshop everywhere I look these days :)
Forget Pizza Hut drones, where's my pork chop cannon?
The new beta uses JQuery for the comment threshold selector, and changes that on the fly. This means all the comments are loaded...
Oh wow. If that's true, my corporate overlords' naughty-word filter is going to love all those -1 posts, and it can't tell whether the words actually show up on the screen.
Of course, Slashdot is owned by Dice, who make their money out of finding jobs for people and people for jobs, so maybe getting us all fired is part of the plan.
I think that's "combines" as in "runs through a combine harvester".
Thank you Clippy!
Falling into a paper mill will do that.
Absolutely.
When I worked in McJail, the grease trap exploded on one of my night shifts. BLAM! Couldn't use the sinks, and (once it had all rained back down from the ceiling and flowed down the walls) the back-room was ankle deep in nasty. In order to get the place ship-shape for the morning, I took all the dirty equipment to the local gas station and jet-washed it on my own dime, after rolling in the grease trying to unblock the pipe with my bare hands. While the other two put the rest of the store in order and went home, I was still there three hours after the end of my shift, cleaning up the mess as fast as it could drip from my body.
The store manager gave me a warm and heart-felt thank-you, although she had the good sense to refrain from shaking my hand. Then she gave me a present. It was the free plastic pen that the plumber had given her.
From there on in, every time I was tempted to go above and beyond the call of duty, I thought of that pen. That was ten years ago, and I still have it somewhere as a reminder.
ISS.
To install the security updates, I guess.
You'll find yourself replacing everything every two years, and pouring money into the coughers of corporations.
Then you die and they put you in a coughin'...
Especially when they're a university, trying to sell you a Master's in IT with a strong emphasis on Web development...
Just wipe the SHIT across the other naughty words on your screen.