We should be enjoying this work that we’re doing relocating the applications onto new tin in our European data center. But every now and again something just jumps up and slaps you around the chops, we have tight deadlines for this work and the powers that be just keep making things more difficult or so it seems.
Of late we’ve had the emails from the security team, the relocation manager, the project manager and any one else who has an opinion. All of them pointing out what we can’t do, strange as it may seem we are aware of what we can’t do. Still I’ve managed to maintain my sense of humour through all of the above, but that’s probably only true because all the aforementioned people are a long way away. Still tomorrow is an other day and I’m sure it’ll bring an other challenge, it’s just the way that things seem to be at the moment.
I’m just waiting for the whole thing to be halted again, due to one of the “Ah! But’ers” being bored and wanting to start an other email flame war! How simple was all this according to the Beatles, they’d have written different lyrics if they had worked in UNIX. Here’s an example that I found on the internet;
He’s a real UNIX Man
Sitting in his UNIX LAN
Making all his UNIX plans
For nobody.
Knows the blocksize from du(1)
Cares not where /dev/null goes to
Isn’t he a bit like you
And me?
UNIX Man, please listen(2)
My lpd(8) is missin’
UNIX Man
The wo-o-o-orld is at(1) your command.
He’s as wise as he can be
Uses lex and yacc and C
UNIX Man, can you help me At all?
UNIX Man, don’t worry
Test with time(1), don’t hurry
UNIX Man
The new kernel boots, just like you had planned.
He’s a real UNIX Man
Sitting in his UNIX LAN
Making all his UNIX plans For nobody …
Making all his UNIX plans For nobody
The Beatles weren’t so stupid as to become systems admins, they chose the much more certain path of musician. Still I shouldn’t grumble, I could be back working with AIX systems – in which case the title of this blog post would be what I was saying.