Current mood: 
frustrated
Our whole unix class is ready to pop a blood vessel in the brain. We're doing this lab today and nothing is working right. We're supposed to configure a pop3 mail server and we don't have a clue what we're doing. We're also supposed to be a dhcp server, but the teacher has us configuring something wrong and the daemon won't even start. I'm so lost. I'll have to do some studying this weekend and start fresh on Monday. The only good news is the dns server on my machine is working. Yippee.
I drove all the way to work this morning for nothing. I get there and there is a note for the Shamrock food delivery guy that one of the walk-ins is broken and he has to put all the food in the dough cooler. I can't make dough because there is nowhere to put it. You know, a phone call would've been nice. When the owner got there he says, I couldn't call you because I don't have your phone number. I informed him that both my home and cell numbers are on the phone list at the other store if he had bothered to call over there. Then he says, well, it was 11 p.m. and I knew you'd be asleep. Fine, so leave a message on my machine and on my cell and then I would have gotten the message when I got up. Then I could've stayed home and done something productive or else gone back to sleep and gotten some much-needed rest instead of being so angry at the insensitivity and thoughtlessness of the jerk I work for. I also would not have had to drive on the dark, snowy interstate. It's not like there are places I can go to hang out before my class at six in the morning. ARGH! I also mentioned to the owner that since there was no food in that walk-in, now would be a great time to scrub everything down and make it nice and clean. He replies, "Well, it's not really that bad in here." I work with pigs (oink, oink).
Well, I found out why the package wasn't delivered yesterday. When Marcus got home from work, he called the delivery company and they said the sender had requested the package back. Turns out Marcus had called the game company and asked why they shipped it without a complete address and why it wasn't sent regular mail to our PO box. The guy said he'd look into it and call him back. Since he didn't get that call, he figured the guy had blown him off. Instead, the company had the shipper return the one that would've been delivered yesterday, I didn't get to go to bed early like I wanted, and Marcus is still waiting for his game. Whoohoo. Man, I hope it's in the mail when I get home or Marcus is going to pop a vessel.
Ok, I'm going home now.
frustratedOur whole unix class is ready to pop a blood vessel in the brain. We're doing this lab today and nothing is working right. We're supposed to configure a pop3 mail server and we don't have a clue what we're doing. We're also supposed to be a dhcp server, but the teacher has us configuring something wrong and the daemon won't even start. I'm so lost. I'll have to do some studying this weekend and start fresh on Monday. The only good news is the dns server on my machine is working. Yippee.
I drove all the way to work this morning for nothing. I get there and there is a note for the Shamrock food delivery guy that one of the walk-ins is broken and he has to put all the food in the dough cooler. I can't make dough because there is nowhere to put it. You know, a phone call would've been nice. When the owner got there he says, I couldn't call you because I don't have your phone number. I informed him that both my home and cell numbers are on the phone list at the other store if he had bothered to call over there. Then he says, well, it was 11 p.m. and I knew you'd be asleep. Fine, so leave a message on my machine and on my cell and then I would have gotten the message when I got up. Then I could've stayed home and done something productive or else gone back to sleep and gotten some much-needed rest instead of being so angry at the insensitivity and thoughtlessness of the jerk I work for. I also would not have had to drive on the dark, snowy interstate. It's not like there are places I can go to hang out before my class at six in the morning. ARGH! I also mentioned to the owner that since there was no food in that walk-in, now would be a great time to scrub everything down and make it nice and clean. He replies, "Well, it's not really that bad in here." I work with pigs (oink, oink).
Well, I found out why the package wasn't delivered yesterday. When Marcus got home from work, he called the delivery company and they said the sender had requested the package back. Turns out Marcus had called the game company and asked why they shipped it without a complete address and why it wasn't sent regular mail to our PO box. The guy said he'd look into it and call him back. Since he didn't get that call, he figured the guy had blown him off. Instead, the company had the shipper return the one that would've been delivered yesterday, I didn't get to go to bed early like I wanted, and Marcus is still waiting for his game. Whoohoo. Man, I hope it's in the mail when I get home or Marcus is going to pop a vessel.
Ok, I'm going home now.
Name: LaDonna
