Well, today should be a challenge.
So many needs, so little time, so little room to prioritize while putting out fires.
I hope my psuedo-assistant gets here today so I can task him with piddly stuff whilst I try to figure out how to homerun a cable from our Phone MPOE to the new server room.
I THINK I know which pair at the Demark is for the FAX. I wish I had a Butt Set (watch it,
Also, where did my damn RJ45 Crimper get to? Huh? I swear things have legs here. I need a Tool chest.
I need a lot of things.
GOOD MORNING SNEEPLES!!
scnurf!
p.s. – check out monkeyinmyhead.com today, I made a doodie!
I always watch your butt.
Quite a nice doodie, My Monkey-in-arms
or is the butt watching you?
You just caused me to see a slightly puckered-open asshole with two red eyes peering out.
Thank you, Blair.
What, exactly, is the problem with your wiring, Monkey Man?
And why the hell didn’t your wiring bitch run the fax through your patch panel?
Rule nine: if it ain’t patched through my panel, it ain’t gettin’ touched till Friday night.
Rule twenty three: you didn’t label it, I get to cut it.
Rule three hundred fifty one: The PFY did it. I’ll flog him and turn him over to the crew for sodomy after you pay to fix the damage. By the way, you didn’t label it, it wasn’t patched through my panel, and it wasn’t on the critical services list. The PFY will be filing a lawsuit for undue workplace stress the first thing on Monday morning. I do so hope that you’re insured.