Yeah, so, uh, this could be going smoother.
We had to redo some backup tapes and have them shipped…instead of using FedEx, “Management” decided to use Delta Dash…the tapes are somewhere in Atlanta.
A combination of our software and their hardware caused the CD-ROM drives to shit on themselves whenever we tried to do an install. The odds of this happening are probably one-in-ten thousand…maybe I should go buy a lottery ticket.
The project manager for the disaster recovery vendor said that there’s a stripper who dances in her windows at night right across from our lab…He is full of shit…uh…at least that’s what the other guys said.
More later, Dear Reader…I smell donuts.