Weekend Computer Shutoff
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Perhaps you could put a note over the power button that says "please don't turn off my computer / por favor, no apague el ordenador / s'il vous plaît ne pas éteindre mon ordinateur"? If it doesn't get turned off, perhaps that means it was a person.
Perhaps, a slightly different route: "Please do not turn off my computer, or else. / Por favor, no apague el ordenador, o de lo contrario. S'il vous plaît ne pas éteindre mon ordinateur, ou autre." :D
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Here in Chicago, Spanish and Polish notes usually do the trick for cleaning people. I am at the end of the row of cubes so this is very much possible. Unfortunately, my outlet is under my desk in a corner and I bet they just blindly unplug it and wouldn't see the note =/
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
I once had a UPS that mysteriously died in my office. I imagined that it was just defective, and thought no more about it after it was replaced until one of my co-workers told me that he caught the janitor plugging her vacuum cleaner into my UPS! :doh:
WE ARE DYSLEXIC OF BORG. Refutance is systile. Your a$$ will be laminated. There are 10 kinds of people in the world: People who know binary and people who don't.
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Every weekend, my computer shuts off midday on Saturday. There are no events recorded, and no updates installed, it's physically turned off. No other developers have this happen, and our IT guys have no clue how to help. I think it might be the cleaning person. I'm thinking about running a webcam in my cube over the weekend. Has anyone else experienced this or have any suggestions?
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
Reminds me of the urban myth of a cursed bed in a South African intensive care ward where the patient died every night. Turned out the cleaner was unplugging the life support to vacuum!
Ger
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Every weekend, my computer shuts off midday on Saturday. There are no events recorded, and no updates installed, it's physically turned off. No other developers have this happen, and our IT guys have no clue how to help. I think it might be the cleaning person. I'm thinking about running a webcam in my cube over the weekend. Has anyone else experienced this or have any suggestions?
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
wizardzz wrote:
and our IT guys have no clue how to help
Somehow that doesn't surprise me ;-)
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Every weekend, my computer shuts off midday on Saturday. There are no events recorded, and no updates installed, it's physically turned off. No other developers have this happen, and our IT guys have no clue how to help. I think it might be the cleaning person. I'm thinking about running a webcam in my cube over the weekend. Has anyone else experienced this or have any suggestions?
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
Many decades ago, I was the tech liaison person between the computer company that I worked for, and a large government department. One day, the lgd paid a considerable amount of money for me to go to one of their satellite offices in Eastern Europe and find out why the local computer maintenance company and the local lgd staff weren't talking to each other and routine maintenance had ceased. A week later, I found myself sitting at a boardroom table in a very foreign office between the local maintenance company and local lgd staff. I found that the local lgd staff had come in one Monday morning to find one of the printers 'dead', so they phoned up the local maintenance company who asked them a bunch of questions ... Was the printer switched on? (yes), Were there any lights on? (no), Was the power cable plugged in to the back of the printer? (yes), etc. Not being able to fix the problem over the phone, the local maintenance company sent a little man around who found that the other end of the power cable was just hanging loose, and plugged it back in to the power outlet. The local maintenance company decided that the visit wasn't covered under their preventative maintenance contract and so warranted a separate bill. The local lgd staff decided that "Is the printer plugged into the wall?" should have been one of the questions the local maintenance company had asked them on the phone, so they wouldn't pay the bill. The local maintenance company said they hadn't asked that question because they didn't think that the local lgd staff were stupid enough to leave the printer unplugged. I asked how much the bill was for. When I translated it from local currency, it was about the equivalent of $100. I suggested that the local lgd office pay the local maintenance company $50, the local maintenance company 'eat' the other $50, and both parties chalk it up to a learning experience, which they were happy to do. Bear in mind, with travel, lodgings and per deum, my trouble-shooting visit had cost the large government department about $4,000.
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Many decades ago, I was the tech liaison person between the computer company that I worked for, and a large government department. One day, the lgd paid a considerable amount of money for me to go to one of their satellite offices in Eastern Europe and find out why the local computer maintenance company and the local lgd staff weren't talking to each other and routine maintenance had ceased. A week later, I found myself sitting at a boardroom table in a very foreign office between the local maintenance company and local lgd staff. I found that the local lgd staff had come in one Monday morning to find one of the printers 'dead', so they phoned up the local maintenance company who asked them a bunch of questions ... Was the printer switched on? (yes), Were there any lights on? (no), Was the power cable plugged in to the back of the printer? (yes), etc. Not being able to fix the problem over the phone, the local maintenance company sent a little man around who found that the other end of the power cable was just hanging loose, and plugged it back in to the power outlet. The local maintenance company decided that the visit wasn't covered under their preventative maintenance contract and so warranted a separate bill. The local lgd staff decided that "Is the printer plugged into the wall?" should have been one of the questions the local maintenance company had asked them on the phone, so they wouldn't pay the bill. The local maintenance company said they hadn't asked that question because they didn't think that the local lgd staff were stupid enough to leave the printer unplugged. I asked how much the bill was for. When I translated it from local currency, it was about the equivalent of $100. I suggested that the local lgd office pay the local maintenance company $50, the local maintenance company 'eat' the other $50, and both parties chalk it up to a learning experience, which they were happy to do. Bear in mind, with travel, lodgings and per deum, my trouble-shooting visit had cost the large government department about $4,000.
Wow, that is a firsthand account of what is or will become an urban tech legend. This wouldn't happen to be in Ukraine in the 90's? My father spent some time there working for the government doing tech stuff.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
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Wow, that is a firsthand account of what is or will become an urban tech legend. This wouldn't happen to be in Ukraine in the 90's? My father spent some time there working for the government doing tech stuff.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
I don't want to be too specific, because the lgd is probably still embarrassed ... but it was in the mid 80s, and I stayed in the same hotel bedroom where Agatha Christie wrote "Murder on the Orient Express" :)
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I don't want to be too specific, because the lgd is probably still embarrassed ... but it was in the mid 80s, and I stayed in the same hotel bedroom where Agatha Christie wrote "Murder on the Orient Express" :)
ian dennis wrote:
I stayed in the same hotel bedroom with Agatha Christie
Now that would be truly embarrassing! It's a funny story, though. You should have split your travel expenses among the 2 departments, then they'd learn about responsibility.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
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ian dennis wrote:
I stayed in the same hotel bedroom with Agatha Christie
Now that would be truly embarrassing! It's a funny story, though. You should have split your travel expenses among the 2 departments, then they'd learn about responsibility.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson
Ummm ... I know I'm ancient, but I think she's a bit too old for even me!
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Ummm ... I know I'm ancient, but I think she's a bit too old for even me!
In that case, the story would be more embarrassing for you than the lgd.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" — Hunter S. Thompson