Tuesday, July 26, 2005

R.I.P. Hard Drive 2004-2005

Ohhh, to finally feel the touch of a plastic keyboard under my fingers, to finally hear the soft click-clicking as I type. Yep, my work computer is FUBAR, which means I spent a lot of time today checking my office e-mail account on the SideKick. (Incidentally, does anybody else's company rely solely on interoffice e-mail? I've always thought it kind of strange that people less than 50 yards away from me send an e-mail instead of calling or [gasp] walking to my door. Are we weird? Or is that the corporate norm?)

When I walked into my closet this morning, I noticed there was nothing where my tower used to be. I knew tech-head Chris had played surgeon with it after I left last night, so I called his extension.

"Chris?"
"Yeah?" (he sounded a little wary...)
"Chris, where's my computer...?"
"In pieces."
"Oh. (sigh) Um ... okay then ..."

Turns out he had a few "technical difficulties" replacing my borked hard drive (which died after only a year in service) with a new one (which will most likely also die within a year, so I might as well perform Last Rites now and get 'em out of the way).

Chris said the problems started with actually removing the old hard drive, which was firmly caged in and attached to the faceplate. Having endured an inordinate amount of the regular pushing and pulling, he broke the tabs off the faceplate to get to the drive. Old one came out, new one went in ... and then(!) it was discovered that nary a single one of the four recovery CDs on hand worked.

And he couldn't find a copy of WinXP.

And it's going to take two business days for IBM to send the stuff we need.

At least I have a working knowledge of what's going on, which allows me to hash out with him what happens from here. I told him I needed a box with MS SQL and Excel pronto, or I simply couldn't get any work done. As it was, today was pretty much a total loss, save for editing. (Yes, I realize the irony of that statement.) So, tomorrow, tech-gods willing, I will have my box back, complete with new hard drive and a temp copy of Win2K until IBM sends us a care package.

Or I could spend most of tomorrow working from the SideKick again. It's my micro-mini laptop ... until the tiny screen gives me eyestrain and the even tinier keyboard cramps my hands into arthritic knots.

Hey, could be worse ... right? Right?

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

yes, you could be checking your email via someone elses computer ^_^

11:04 PM  
Anonymous m said...

Eeeeyooo! Checking email on someone else's computer is too strange and personal... like sharing underwear or bumping into your friend while your both naked and changing in the locker room! Even if they aren't around, its like sneaking into a friends house and going through their stuff,

I feel for ya Kate. I had a similar problem with the system software on my Mac. Nothing permanent, just long hours of cleaning, backing up and reinstalling. Luckily I could do it myself because Mac system software is set up a little different from the typical PC, its set up... well, good. But just because you can understand it and fix it doesn't mean you don't want to open the damn thing up and pee inside of it!

4:21 AM  
Blogger smacky said...

It's the corporate norm to e-mail someone in the office next to your, Kate. I probably do it 9 times out of 10. It's called "cover your ass." You both have a written record: "I asked for that on the 12th." It's come in handy more times than is comfortable to admit. It's the impartial witness with the last word in intra-office politics.

7:10 AM  
Blogger angrygrrface said...

I hate the inter-office email! At my first and only desk job, my coworker Terri sent me and email asking for some information on a client. It was so sad, as she sat at the desk directly behind me, and we didn't have cubicles or anything. It would have been easier for her to just kick me.

5:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh that reminds me, we need to take an inventory of our current HDD's and replace the onces greater than 3 years old. They are a data-loss waiting to happen. YOu should ask the 4 HDDs sitting on the desk behind you :)

7:17 PM  

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