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Dec. 15th, 2003 01:28 pmI am having what might be called a PMS-y day, were I a woman.
I've been working on a couple very finicky machines for a couple very finicky users most of the day, and while I am keeping myself polite on the phone, I am growling and everyone and everything in sight. Almost everything has nearly pissed me off today, and I actually took one dead machine that I had to salvage a custom riser card for that model (The shit-tastic Gateway E-3400) out of, and due to the fact that it was very difficult about relinquishing the card, I kicked the shit out of it to the point where people came out of their offices to see if something that fallen and buried me in the PC storage room.
The drive will do me good. 3 hours to calm down.
But fuck, I want to be out of here.
I've been working on a couple very finicky machines for a couple very finicky users most of the day, and while I am keeping myself polite on the phone, I am growling and everyone and everything in sight. Almost everything has nearly pissed me off today, and I actually took one dead machine that I had to salvage a custom riser card for that model (The shit-tastic Gateway E-3400) out of, and due to the fact that it was very difficult about relinquishing the card, I kicked the shit out of it to the point where people came out of their offices to see if something that fallen and buried me in the PC storage room.
The drive will do me good. 3 hours to calm down.
But fuck, I want to be out of here.