What Made you Smile/What Ticked you off Today?

[Forlorn Drifter]

And before anyone chimes in with talk of local hole in the wall places or "real Mexican food"--yeah, we know these places exist. Not relevant to discussion of burrito chains.
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Burrito Chains= FreeBirds

And I don't know why anyone goes to this crap when they know there's good Mexican food around. I mean really.

If I hear one more person tell me to get involved around college, I'm going to stab them. I get it. I've been hearing it since about 8th grade, I get the idea I should get involved. But really, with my current schedule, everything I've been interested in can't be done because I have this thing in college, y'know, it called a class, don't know if you've heard of it.

I'm in college to get my degree and get the hell out, not frolic around in social groups and crap. I'm also loving how everything related to jobs they talk about is pretty much pre-vet. I understand that's where most people are going, but the only option I've seen outside of that has been Cactus Feeders, which is a legitimate option, or... sprinkler repair. Everything else is corporate, or pharmaceuticals, or some crap like that I can't do with a PRODUCTION Animal Science degree.

[Hobie-wan]

"Citric acid sugar water with yellow #5!"

[Stark]

"Citric acid sugar water with yellow #5!"

You love the Dew of the Mountain!?

[CFFJR]

I know just how you feel.

I went out for a nice brisk walk with my wife and kids on a breezy Sunday afternoon. Well, as you can imagine we grew famished. Right about the time I thought we were going to have to go home and make some peanut butter for sandwiches (with real peanuts too!), we whipped around the corner and a small shack had been erected from heart pine. Adorned across the rustic leather awning these children had scrawled in beautiful calligraphy "Fresh Hot Dogs!" underneath it had the prices listed in a more simple script $2.00 for plain and $2.25 with toppings.

I walked up to the young tow headed boy who was working the counter and just as he greeted me with a smile and got "What ca", I interrupted him because as I'm sure you can understand I was famished and had no time for pleasantries. "Made with real dogs?" I inquired. "Ewww, nope...we use beef." was his reply with a look as though I had alleviated my bowels in his presence. "Well" Said I raising one finger in the air to wave slowly "No cow dogs for me, good morrow Sir!".

We all gasped, exasperated and starving as we walked sullenly back home to our warm home baked loaves of french bread and went to toiling away at our peanut butter. It wasn't funny at the time, but we have learned to look back on the day and laugh.

[mjmjr25]

I know just how you feel.

I went out for a nice brisk walk with my wife and kids on a breezy Sunday afternoon. Well, as you can imagine we grew famished. Right about the time I thought we were going to have to go home and make some peanut butter for sandwiches (with real peanuts too!), we whipped around the corner and a small shack had been erected from heart pine. Adorned across the rustic leather awning these children had scrawled in beautiful calligraphy "Fresh Hot Dogs!" underneath it had the prices listed in a more simple script $2.00 for plain and $2.25 with toppings.

I walked up to the young tow headed boy who was working the counter and just as he greeted me with a smile and got "What ca", I interrupted him because as I'm sure you can understand I was famished and had no time for pleasantries. "Made with real dogs?" I inquired. "Ewww, nope...we use beef." was his reply with a look as though I had alleviated my bowels in his presence. "Well" Said I raising one finger in the air to wave slowly "No cow dogs for me, good morrow Sir!".

We all gasped, exasperated and starving as we walked sullenly back home to our warm home baked loaves of french bread and went to toiling away at our peanut butter. It wasn't funny at the time, but we have learned to look back on the day and laugh.

You left out sexy time.

[Hobie-wan]

20 minutes before the end of work I get a call.

Older version of our software, broken.

Old PC they say, nephew was helping clean stuff up past 3 days, The program hasn't been working since.

Trouble walking the person through stuff. They're nice, but not computer savvy and having trouble describing things. Things I'm saying to open either aren't, or are taking forever. Struggle for quite some time and don't make much progress. The repair of Access didn't help.

I finally get remotely connected.

XP.

1.6 GHZ.

512 meg.

20 gig.

Fuck.





Upgrading is not an option right now because the really old version of the software won't run on 64 bit as a new PC would be so they'd have to upgrade to the newer version of the software, which will have a learning curve so not feasible right now.

Start unpacking the download instead of waiting for it to unzip on the fly since I may have to try this a few more times. Five minutes into the 8 minute wait, low disc space warning. Down to 600ish megs.

Open up disk cleanup.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.




Manually head to user temp and windows temp and break out the chainsaw.

A little over 2 gigs free now.

Customer asks me about cleanup. I reopen the disk cleanup tool which is more responsive now and show them how in future.

I do a full repair of the software which goes slowly, but smoothly.

After a few tries I get the patch that lets the old version of the software limp along way past its expiration date.

Launch program, and no data.

I didn't touch any data files.

Crap.

Look on hard drive.




I think this PC hasn't even had a spring cleaning along the way. I see data backups from our program from 2003.

Thankfully another folder had backups up through the 27th, when they say the 'cleanup' started.

Restored that.

Good to go.

Two hours after I was supposed to leave, I'm free.

[Michi]

Wow, Hobie, that's... that was unfortunate >_<

Good on you for fixing it, though. I probably would have lost my patience after the first hour.

[Hobie-wan]

I shouldn't complain too much as I'm not in the midst of health issues like some. The person could have also been a jerk instead of hopeful the whole time so it could have been worse.

Just a frustrating evening. *sigh*

[TSTR]

i still lov u bb

[KalessinDB]

I'm in college to get my degree and get the hell out, not frolic around in social groups and crap

The social groups help you form the networks which help you actually get the jobs. The degree isn't quite irrelevant, but it's definitely only a small piece of the puzzle. The old adage of "It's not what you know, it's who you know" is extremely, extremely true.