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Sounds like the first bad power supply was a symptom, not a cause. :)
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I'm building up 10 new shiny servers... and in a split second i had an "o' S***T moment" where I initilized the prototype server array with 1TB of data on it :( 4 drives RAID 5. I'm running a recovery program right now. So far i'm at 3500 files found... hopefully i'll be able to recover these. I have no idea why we never backed them up... Anyone else ever have a moment where time stopped after hitting enter?
Not in quite the same way, but I was party to a major butt-pucker at one point. In the late 80's I worked for a defence contractor. They laid us all off in Dayton, but then hired me back as a consultant to finish the project I was on. I ended up taking their $50,000 microVAX and related paraphernalia home with me. The system's primary disk drive was a 300MB beast that weighed about 75 pounds. When I attempted to backup the data on the disk drive, the tape backup unit failed. I called the company, and asked them to place a service call to DEC for me. They refused :wtf:. I explained that the only backup of the work I was doing was on the hard drive, and they still refused :wtf::wtf:. Well, I finished the work, packed the machine up, and shipped it off. A week later I received a phone call. The disk drive had arrived in California trashed. It seems a fork lift ran into it. The data recovery service they contacted laughed at them, since half the platters in the drive were broken. The only copy of the software I'd written was the 2,500 page listing I'd printed out just before I shipped the machine. I went to Kinko's, had it copied, and then shipped the copy to them. They hired a group of temps to type the program back in :omg:. As far as I know, they never got it working.
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My first job out of college was with a small firm. The client had a Trash 80 "Radio Shack early model" that I was writing an assembly program for and after about 2 weeks I got a printout of my code and was going to back it to floppy and I copied it the wrong way....ooops...took me 3 days to type everything back in and debug. Thank god I had current printouts. By the way the project was an automated chicken feeder program. I didn't have to install it got it working in the shop. Thank god! (It was middle of summer) (It was a chicken sh*t job :) Mike
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. "George Carlin"
Mike Hankey wrote:
Thank god I had current printouts.
I miss the days when paper was actually a reasonable backup media. Marc
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Chris Maunder wrote:
next to some very chastised and embarrased servers.
hmmmmm... embarrased? you caught them trying to produce PDA's?
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb)
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Err... hamster abuse.
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Trollslayer wrote:
Err... hamster abuse.
That's normal... what was so embarassing about that? or was it Hamster S&M?
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb)
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Mike Hankey wrote:
Thank god I had current printouts.
I miss the days when paper was actually a reasonable backup media. Marc
Marc Clifton wrote:
I miss the days when paper was actually a reasonable backup media.
In them days we had plenty of trees and not much memory, now we have gobs of memory but not as many trees! Mike
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. "George Carlin"
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Trollslayer wrote:
Err... hamster abuse.
That's normal... what was so embarassing about that? or was it Hamster S&M?
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb)
El Corazon wrote:
was it Hamster S&M?
:laugh:
"The clue train passed his station without stopping." - John Simmons / outlaw programmer
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Not in quite the same way, but I was party to a major butt-pucker at one point. In the late 80's I worked for a defence contractor. They laid us all off in Dayton, but then hired me back as a consultant to finish the project I was on. I ended up taking their $50,000 microVAX and related paraphernalia home with me. The system's primary disk drive was a 300MB beast that weighed about 75 pounds. When I attempted to backup the data on the disk drive, the tape backup unit failed. I called the company, and asked them to place a service call to DEC for me. They refused :wtf:. I explained that the only backup of the work I was doing was on the hard drive, and they still refused :wtf::wtf:. Well, I finished the work, packed the machine up, and shipped it off. A week later I received a phone call. The disk drive had arrived in California trashed. It seems a fork lift ran into it. The data recovery service they contacted laughed at them, since half the platters in the drive were broken. The only copy of the software I'd written was the 2,500 page listing I'd printed out just before I shipped the machine. I went to Kinko's, had it copied, and then shipped the copy to them. They hired a group of temps to type the program back in :omg:. As far as I know, they never got it working.
Software Zen:
delete this;Suddenly i don't feel as bad
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My first job out of college was with a small firm. The client had a Trash 80 "Radio Shack early model" that I was writing an assembly program for and after about 2 weeks I got a printout of my code and was going to back it to floppy and I copied it the wrong way....ooops...took me 3 days to type everything back in and debug. Thank god I had current printouts. By the way the project was an automated chicken feeder program. I didn't have to install it got it working in the shop. Thank god! (It was middle of summer) (It was a chicken sh*t job :) Mike
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. "George Carlin"
On Sunday I was trying to explain to my mother how I get a program to a user and told her that it could be downloaded from the internet or put on a CD. Her experience revolved around a VIC 20 back in about '83. She was convinced that the purpose of the CD was to contain a text file of the program so that users could print it out and then type it all back in! I eventually got her to remember the big thing that made whirring and grunting noises - a disc drive - and how I only had to type a program in once and then it could be stored on the strange bendy plastic thing. I think she was still suspicious and didn't completely believe the whole no typing thing. Those were the days. No cash (what's new) - turning single sided floppies into double sided ones with scalpels and great care. That meant you could get about 340kB on a disc if memory serves me right. A whopping 3.5kB of RAM to squander as you wished! It didn't leave much room for comments in the program! Serious question - take an old program that just squeezed into say 3.5kB and create it in a .net language. How big now? Rich
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I'm building up 10 new shiny servers... and in a split second i had an "o' S***T moment" where I initilized the prototype server array with 1TB of data on it :( 4 drives RAID 5. I'm running a recovery program right now. So far i'm at 3500 files found... hopefully i'll be able to recover these. I have no idea why we never backed them up... Anyone else ever have a moment where time stopped after hitting enter?
My first week at a job, and I'm tasked with erasing files off floppies. Yay. Mindlessly entering DEL A:*.* over and over, leads to DEL *.* eventually. Then I notice from my drive prompt, I'm on the network drive for MS Office.:doh::-O. And it's after 5pm. Was fun in the office the next day. Permissions were ... changed.
"Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..." "There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain..."
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so you're saying there's something you did that hasn't been found out yet? ;)
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lol, I upset code-frog yesterday! He threatened me as a joke, I figured in the off chance he followed through somehow.
Think of it this way...using a Stradivarius violin to pound nails should not be considered a sound construction technique
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My first week at a job, and I'm tasked with erasing files off floppies. Yay. Mindlessly entering DEL A:*.* over and over, leads to DEL *.* eventually. Then I notice from my drive prompt, I'm on the network drive for MS Office.:doh::-O. And it's after 5pm. Was fun in the office the next day. Permissions were ... changed.
"Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..." "There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain..."
i would've wrote a batch file... just so i don't have to write it out each time.
