What a wretched evening...

Yep, definitely an "I hate my job" kind of night tonight.

People who either can't, or don't, read, shouldn't administrate servers in the first place. It's that simple to me right now ,just like every other time I see things with the sense of absolute clarity that spending hours trying to help somebody fix what they didn't set up correctly in the first place gives me.

If you ever get put in charge of something important, computer-wise, then RTFM!!!!!

I think I'll go start banging my head against the wall now.

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Must . . . Not . . . Scream . . . Obscenities . . . At Customer . . .

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It's sad when "We got things back to where they were hours ago" is what passes for good news in a case, but hey, I'll take it.

Me go sleep now.

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Heheheheheheheh...

"When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why God? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, "There's just something about you that pisses me off."
---Stephen King