Just lost the whole afternoon's worth of work because I answered the question the IT guy asked me, as opposed to telling him what he actually needed to know (because I didn't know what he needed to know). He deleted the folder containing the proof I was working on, I didn't realize it, and now he can't get it back. FUCK.

And of course he acted like it was my fault. "Where do your files go when you download them?" is not the same question as "Are there any files in THIS folder that you might need before I delete it forever?"

Oh yes ... we have a shared drive for my office network and I'm chronically in trouble because I keep most of my work on an external hard drive connected to my computer. The fact that files - and entire folders - keep disappearing doesn't seem to be sufficient justification for doing so. (For instance, I work for an association that sells contract forms ... and last summer the folder containing the files disappeared. Twice. Now people complain that it's locked (except for a few of us) and they can't add/move/delete files.)

Now people complain that it's locked (except for a few of us) and they can't add/move/delete files

I smile in tech wrangling glee.

Yeah, I normally keep all my work externally. Today was an exception because they upgraded the software over the weekend and nothing was working right, and I hadn't changed my default checkout directory to my usual non-shared folder. Which, granted, is on me, but I didn't know he was deleting the folders in which resided my work until it was too late. But whatever. It didn't take as long to re-do it as I feared. Moving on.

At my old job, Big!Boss hired his granddaughter (in her early 20s, IIRC) as a general admin assistant. She deleted ALL of my department's files. The files were recovered, and granddaughter's employment at the company was extremely short-lived.

(Allegedly, Big!Boss's daughter backed up the server every night, but in practice, it happened maybe once a week because Big!Boss's daughter only came in once or twice a week, and sometimes even when she was there she left at 2 or 3 and didn't bother to back up the server. So I started backing up my department's important files on my desktop at the end of the day, just in case horrific shit happened. It saved our asses more than once.)

Connie the view from your office sounds beautiful. If I worked in an office like that the only work I would get done is admiring the scenery!

87 degreees is way too hot for April and pretty much for the other 11 as well

Connie the view from your office sounds beautiful. If I worked in an office like that the only work I would get done is admiring the scenery!

It is nice. [link]

And of course he acted like it was my fault. "Where do your files go when you download them?" is not the same question as "Are there any files in THIS folder that you might need before I delete it forever?"

Bad IT guy. No biscuit. When I was still working in a server room, I would send a courtesy email letting people know if I was deleting files from a temp folder that I could retrieve and put back.

Timelies all!

Am now in the next phase of clean.all.the.things. and wash.all.the.clothes. Getting ready for my parents, who arrive some time Wed. afternoon. (Yeah, Wednesday. Passover starts Friday night, and they wanted to get to the local kosher supermarket.) Gary leaves at the crack of stupid Wed. morning to go to Louisville for the Building Code hearings. Depending on when things wrap up, he will either be home late the next Wed, or during the day next Thursday. This does not make either of us happy. (and my parents leave early Monday morning)