Holy, holy crap

What a day, what a day
If you can look it in the face and hold your vomit
–Faith No More

Well, it was­n’t that bad.

You know it’s going to be a good day when you arrive at work and there’s a sign on the doors to your building:

POWER OUTAGE
Please keep out of building

The Big Equipment Bet­ter still is when they bring in the heavy equipment.

But the best is when the pow­er still isn’t on when you go home for the day.


OK, here’s the deal. The pow­er went out, cam­pus-wide, some­time Sun­day night, some­time between 10:00 PM (when the show­ing of Domi­no end­ed at the Evans) and 1:30 AM (when my boss got called in, pre­sum­ably). By 4:30 AM, they had all the build­ings back on except the McKen­zie Build­ing, where I work, the Music Build­ing, and the West­man Audi­to­ri­um. But–and here’s where things get weird–my com­put­er had pow­er. I was able to turn it on, even though I’m in a build­ing with­out pow­er. Turns out that the pow­er poles in my office–one of which my com­put­er is plugged in to–have pow­er cours­ing through them, since their pow­er comes out of the Library, which is attached to the McKen­zie Build­ing. But I still have no net­work. Well. I go and get the key for the net­work clos­et. Whad­daya know–it’s all lit up in there. Obvi­ous­ly its pow­er comes from the Library too.

But it gets its net­work from the net­work clos­et on the main floor, which–as I dis­cov­er in my adven­tures this morning–is black as night.

Hmmm. So my co-work­er rigs up a lo-o-o-o-o-ong net­work cable from the clos­et to a jack in the Library, and now every­thing’s hunky-dory. Except we can’t turn on the lights, which is no big­gie since we have big win­dows, and there’s no air cir­cu­la­tion, which is a bit of a prob­lem because it’s get­ting hot in the office. It was about 78°F or 26°C when I left to come home, and I see no rea­son it won’t get warmer tomor­row, unless the pow­er’s on and the ven­ti­la­tion’s run­ning again.

Wheeee!

Edit: I just noticed I said “pow­er” a lot in this post. Well, deal with it.

Inter­est­ed in prints of my pho­tos? Let me know, and we can work some­thing out.