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We got burgled at my office. Friday a new shipment from Dell showed up and Saturday night much of it left. They also tore the office up a bit. Not vandalism just in search of more crap to steal. They left a lot of gear and were clearly only looking for the new laptops. ASSCLOWNS. So all of Monday I got to deal with cops and insurance adjusters and upset co-workers. The number of times I had to explain why our data was nice and safe (thank you PGP) was astounding. My office was trashed and I had gear thrown all over. The server cabinet was locked and untouched so there was no real issue there. All in all it was a tremendously tiring bit of noise that I could have lived without on a Monday.
Today, while being fingerprinted at the Police station, the detective in charge asked me what I thought about the whole thing. I explained that since all of the machines were encrypted our data was safe and that the laptops were really now just very shiny anchors that all the thieves had managed to do was to erase a week and a halves work and force me to do it again. So I guess they are responsible for the OT I’ll have to do to get the replacement boxes to my users. Time that could be spent with my fiancée or my dogs, or both. Let me just add that while I do enjoy the OT checks and plan on buying a big man toy with it I would really rather not have to do all of that work again.
Oh and I was being “printed” to eliminate mine from all of the prints they took in my office. See how cool I am for saying printed? Cop shows pay off baby.
Oh and here's the mantoy:
BOB: “oh wait you need to use a different com port.”
ME:
BOB: “no that can’t be. You must use the console cable that we sent you.”
ME: You mean the one with two RJ45 ends on it?
BOB: “no that is not possible”
ME: Well you sent me two cables and they are both the same.
BOB: “ok mr. sam. No problem. Just get an RJ45 to com port converter and we’ll be OK.”
ME: uhhh?
BOB: “you do not have a converter?!”
ME: Nope just what you sent.
BOB: “I am afraid I can not help you”
ME: FUCKING HELL.
BOB: “I will be sure and keep you informed”….
CLICK!
Silence filled with the pounding in my ears. Where, exactly, is Cisco tech support? And is there a tower near buy?