Once again, for what seems like forever, I have been working through the night fixing computers. Puters that I didn't fuck up to start with.
I don't actually mind that much, it is my vocation, and I don't care about the fact that I didn't fuck it up to start with.
That's ok - people fuck-up. I'm happy drinking the entire output of Columbian coffee and keeping Phillip and his Morris dancers in employment, whilst I untangle the spaghetti-overload of someone else's incompetence.
What really fucking annoys me, is when the peeps say something like :-
"Oh that's nice, it works again"
NICE? I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING NICE - OF COURSE THE BASTARD THING WORKS - AS I SPENT THE ENTIRE NIGHT FIXING YOUR FUCKUPS - I think
"Yes, it works again" I say but, occassionally, a 'thankyou' would be nice.......
A word to the wise.... be nice to 'techies', and watch how fast your system gets fixed - treat them like a piece of shit and look forward to the key phrase
"Aw shit - it broke....."