{"id":195,"date":"2008-08-20T07:40:55","date_gmt":"2008-08-20T12:40:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.greatsociety.org\/?p=195"},"modified":"2018-10-31T11:59:44","modified_gmt":"2018-10-31T15:59:44","slug":"the-hardest-drive-of-all","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/greatsociety.org\/?p=195","title":{"rendered":"The Hardest Drive of All"},"content":{"rendered":"

Okay! Back to writing. I would have had something up yesterday, but my hard drive crashed at work. Which was a minor disaster, and is one of those things I fear because, at an old job, the way they fired people was by deleting their account. Then, when they went to MIS to complain, MIS told them they had to go to accounting. Then, once in accounting, they were confronted by security and removed from the building with only that day\u2019s pay.<\/p>\n

The real world sucks.<\/p>\n

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Most of the stuff on my hard drive was work shit, so I wasn\u2019t really broken up about it. It\u2019s damned inconvenient, because I have seven year\u2019s worth of customized templates that I send out to retarded customers who ask the same fucking questions over and over and over. Most of the personal stuff I had on there was backed up three weeks ago when the CEO sent around an email asking people to stop pirating stuff. I figured I should take off the dozens of GS articles and, you know, pirated software. Which I used for work, because our MIS department doesn\u2019t know how to install stuff like Adobe. Thank god I have a backup of my (current) favorite crazy dog picture:<\/p>\n

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With a new computer, though, and absolutely everything wiped out, I kind of feel like a new employee. I\u2019ve forgotten all my passwords, I don\u2019t know how to reply to people without my secret stash of templates, years and years of contacts from various departments who can handle special questions are all gone and forgotten. I feel like I should crack open the training manual and start from scratch. Welcome to your new office! Please do not download porn!<\/p>\n

On Monday, I was busy answering emails in reply to my big 15 minutes of fame. Most of the questions were about Trigeminal Neuralgia, and you\u2019ll be glad to know that I refrained from sending them to this archived article<\/a>, because I like to believe that nobody knows about GS.<\/p>\n

But everyone does know about GS. The crazy guy in the finance office mentioned it on Monday. I ignored his comment, just like I try to ignore him, because all of you people in finance are back-channeling psychopaths and the entire building thinks you\u2019re even more fucked up than the service center. The first thing anyone said to me on my first day in 2001 was: “Be careful of the idiots in finance. Always examine your paycheck.” Since then, finance has consolidated into a den of vipers\u2026many of whom stab you in the throat with a smile.<\/p>\n

MIS may well know about Greatsociety. One thing they do know is that the hard drive crash is my fault. The guy who replaced my computer said that the old hard drive was completely fried \u2013 nothing could be recovered. He told my boss that it was probably because I was storing one of the book\u2019s I\u2019ve been publishing on the drive, and “regular hard drives aren\u2019t made for that.”<\/p>\n

Really? They aren\u2019t made for five meg PDF\u2019s? Maybe regular IBM hard drives from 1982.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s interesting that he mentioned that to my boss, as that explains why he tried to extort money from me earlier in the day. “I can get your personal files off the hard drive,” he said, “but it\u2019ll cost you big bucks.”<\/p>\n

If, in fact, my crazy dog picture had been lost, I would have considered the offer. But since I\u2019m not stupid enough to keep all of my books on my office computer, I think I\u2019m okay.<\/p>\n

Now, my Dell at home is three years old and acting funky, so let\u2019s hope that hard drive doesn\u2019t crash. Because then I might have to start drinking earlier than usual.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Okay! Back to writing. I would have had something up yesterday, but my hard drive crashed at work. Which was a minor disaster, and is one of those things I fear because, at an old job, the way they fired …<\/p>\n

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