Well, me.
But as usual for me I have a sticking point in wanting to say things that are not negative and that is mostly what I am thinking about.
I've been avoiding caffeine for the last few months. Last night I had six Red Bull energy drinks (didn't know what they were). I've been up close to two days straight and I'm not even remotely tired. I am thinking that I am going to be paying for that mistake for most of next week.
My ex apparently had a minor stroke a few weeks ago. She has to do physical therapy for her left hand, which doesn't behave quite the way it's supposed to and apparently her balance is a little off. She seems pretty normal to me.
OK, so here is my final amusing anecdote for today: I spent four hours and 18 minutes on the phone yesterday with the world's biggest stoner trying to tell him how to reconfigure a Sonicwall router/firewall/hardware VPN device when he had no internet access.
I really, really, really wanted to reach through the phone and kill him.
This kid is maybe 20 years old and I do work for his dad. His dad is a real estate developer. He's completely fucking useless - kicked out of college, won't get a job of his own... and he wants to live in Arizona and I am pretty sure he sells weed for his actual job.
So his dad says "I'll pay you to do stuff for my company and you can work at my new Arizona Satellite Office!"
So he pays me to set up a Windows Server, Exchange, dual Quad-core Xeon Dell Server, 1TB RAID5... everything ($15,000 server for TWO PEOPLE WHO CAN'T WORK A COMPUTER). He buys the kid and his friend literally the most expensive default configuration for Dell Precision workstations *and* Latitude notebooks, and, because he wants them talking to his offices in Indiana... a Sonicwall Harware VPN.
So I make a a notebook of configuration details and instructions for how to work everything, in case they fuck it up. I'm talking full-color screenshots, photos of the hardware, labels, everything. I put 10 billable hours into just making this binder thing for them.
The first thing this dumb piece of crap does is pull out the Sonicwall, plug it in, and in the process of looking for the on-off switch (a 1/0 rocker like every other thing like that in the WORLD has), he finds the teeny-tiny little reset button and presses THAT.
So, the thing is, the Sonicwall was their pre-configured internet access and now he just fucked that up. Come to find out, the only things he knew how to do on a PC - the ONLY THINGS - were to click on IE and go to Myspace, play Hearts, download AIM or use Limewire.
I had the backed-up Sonicwall config on the server... but there was no way I was going to trust him not to fuck up something trying to deal with that. So I just walked him, blind since I didn't exactly have a Sonicwall handy, through changing everything back.
He was really big on arguing with me on basic tenants of reality, like what color various labeled network cables were or where to find keys on a keyboard. I think I would've had more luck if I had the "horsie" cable and the "puppy" cable because he was having a real hard time with green and blue. Most obnoxious was his apparent habit of closing browser windows - what he would literally do was listen to me try to describe what I wanted him to do, realize he was in IE and then try to get to Myspace, then close the browser window when he got a 404 error, not realizing that the magic box that brings the internet is the magic box that also brings Myspace (I am not entirely sure he was aware that Myspace was part of the Internet, so much as a distinct entity of monotheistic importance to him and his stoner pals). It took me a couple hours to figure that out but he just really, really wanted to get to Myspace. And he'd do hilarious things like put his phone down to go have a smoke without telling me. "4:20. Of course he's not listening right now..."
Anyway, yes, I do believe I was dealing with the dumbest human being on the face of the Earth yesterday, and as far as I am concerned that ought to mean Karmic retribution in the form of either his spontaneous penile necrosis and/or my hooking up with the whole Night Elf Geek Appreciation Estrogen Brigade on Steak and a Blowjob Saturday.