No gun show for me yesterday; I spent the morning at North Campus of the Skunk Works, installing a loaner (some "loan:" $1k/month!) replacement for Critical Equipment, along with the mandatory calibration, glitches and flourishes such efforts demand, then went to the Main Campus and worked until midnight. But hey, welcome to vacation season. It was only a 12.5-hour day!
In the course of the morning's work, a conversation with the factory:
Me: "All the hardware is okay but there are still two alarms from the software that I cannot clear."
Factory Tech: "Sometimes that happens. You just reboot the control computer."
Me: "Um, won't that shut the whole thing down? For a pretty long time?"
FT, jauntily: "Only sometimes! No fun when it does, though."
Me: "Then we'll live with the alarms."
I swear, sometimes it seems like they believe we just have this junk in the corporation president's garage for him to watch the pretty, blinking lights instead of it being one of the major money-earning parts of the business!
BUILDING A 1:1 BALUN
4 years ago
2 comments:
What a way to make a living.
Best of luck Bobbi!
I hope the gist of that conversation got forwarded up the chain. (Recall Mr. Pony's pink copies.)
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