ZX Format #03
29 февраля 1996 |
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a rest - Hu, user, wait!
OU, user, wait! (A guide to extract the maximum mum enjoyment from their direct responsibility) ________________________________ Foreword from the editors. This text was found on the BBS. Unfortunately, what else no mention of the author. We decided to publish "Well, user, wait a minute!", Not found no footnotes, prohibiting its distribution. In the future, we hope not just to please readers of the texts of the same level. With attribution. ________________ First Day Today, as usual, Friday 13, at least for me, NashegoBOFH. The morning starts with a Call the Chief: "Today, a report on my desk!" - Recklessly, he roars in tube. "Without fail," - politely I am sending it by making several quick passes over the keyboard. "However," - thinking, I added a peacefully shut up - "the report will to wait. " "What?" .. " - Spiral craw breathing in chief. "It seems like once a virus to me just asked ... "(no, of course, is not addressed - the activation of my new virus, 2 hours, but it's nice feel like a prophet). "Well, then, of course ..." - slow down the pace leader. Memoirs of a virus that devastates results for the year yet fresh in his memory. In silence I hang up the printer, turn it on and run test. Rotate the key in the lock - and I have no hurt to pass very difficult mission Comanch'a. A knock at the door muffled Printers, I do not I hear - the headphones mobilizuyusche sounds Tribal Dance, and from a state brings me full buzz only the feeling of hunger. Lunch - is sacred. Turbo Debugger - on the screen, the handset - on the phone, door - wide open. For door - all users. Last Minute views accompany me while I hang a sign "Lunch. Without reasons not to bother. "and close the door. Twenty minutes later the door a bomb flies into the head. "Well?" - With the hope he asks. "I work. But what is not visible?" - through the sandwich enlighten me pressing Ctrl-F8. Type red lines that appeared on the screen, as usual, completely satisfies his boss. Leaving, he even resembles the nervous crowd: "Do not disturb!" But can nick understand the importance of proper digestion? Do not give it to them. And so, a few minutes the most eager (or foolish? However, in this case are one and the same) with a certain kind of knocking on door and the threshold states: "I have a problem!" "Everyone in this imperfect the world has a problem - philosophically I declare I am thinking to myself: "If Would you know what problem you are currently created! " "But my problem is very important!" - He was buzzing. - "I floppy disk is unreadable! And on it my paper! " "Well, - I concede - "Let it here. Just be warning: my drive chtoto junk. How would not spoil. " "Did you use the next machine "- pops his head into the mouth user. "As you wish" - agree (Note, agrees with the users!) I, and puts a floppy disk into the next car, where the head wound piece of skin (digger electronics - and there are no problems). Tender rustling confirms that recover this disk is not on forces even to me, as I declare the user. "And I advise to copy all Your floppy disk, and so far they have not died. Bring them here. " After the briefing (copy a: b:) I give it to myself copy a floppy disk. Small drayverochek ensures that directory are read. Happy, he goes, getting away from me as a premium Norton Disk Destroyer (NDD) and farewell check the hard drive more often. Lunch is over, playing the mood was gone. Want entertainment. I opened the door, take off my plate. Turn noisily welcomed my appearance. However, not everything. My keen eye at once apart from the crowd by several persons, tagged seal my last virus - the eyes, staring cross-wise. Very simply - the entire display is right to left, and should not annoy me. "Firstly, I discovered a new virus. " Heavy vzdoh.Pomnyat, rascals! "Let's here a floppy disk, I have wrote anti-virus. " And it gives! No, really, no limit to human stupidity. It's time to brush up already life in one organization with me. But, by the way, how boring then would become a life! Thus, anti-virus. No, no, he indeed finds a desired virus. But at the same time sends me over the network files that contain at least something interesting, and carefully Roots a couple of new viruses. Must I anything have to have fun! "And now you go on one with their problems ... "- unctuous voice invite me. Come on, darling! same hands are itching! "I am the first, I!" Well, well, my friend, but you still insolent! "Well, what is our poser?" - Voice good doctor inform me, enjoying the view his self-confident person. Before him have not yet realized that it is pulling its hand, clinging to a thick stack of floppies, or rather, a bracelet of his hours at the table. Perhaps the time has come to inform him. However, at first listen ... "I have here the archive, but He is very big, and they told me need a program that long ... " Ah, even so! He also knows the names of programs! Have to expand its stock of knowledge. "Oh, sorry - I interrupt (See how important courtesy to produce the desired effect) - "But if you took steps to protect your floppy disks to magnetic fields? Now I have here, for example, is a large electromagnet (You just put him on your floppy disk), oriented against the Earth's magnetic field, and here it is neutralized. And when you carried them here, they could demagnetized. " I got out floppy disk and show it at envelope drawing of the magnet, presentation to a diskette close. He was not given to understand that "Never, nie, nunca, jamais " and line characters are not translated as "Do not forget!". Well, here not a place for literacy classes. And how finely drawn out of his face! Archives, of course not survived, his watch was also stopped. On farewell to advise him to wear a a box of floppy disks or two magnet, but be sure to continually target their opposite poles of the earth. Do not forget to to observe this process. Three more like him personality entertain me, but the four I can no longer move. Tomorrow tomorrow. I can not explode with laughter in the workplace. Run at night in search of e-mail the organization for week dirty catchwords and compromising and going home. Second Day You probably think that the Friday, 13 next Saturday's 14? For everyone, but not for me. Because I same NashBOFH! For Friday 13 may follow only Friday 13, hack to death is on your nose! But no. Sometimes, for variety, begins April 1. AND it's just today! No problem, a couple of jokes I have always in stock. Main - Do not miss out on the initiative. Send a message over the network: "General Protection fault, system halted ", waited 5 seconds, and gently pour a cup of tea in chassis. Satisfied sizzle confirms the old adage: "We must, must wash ..." A couple of days rest assured, must build on this success. I call my boss and enlighten: "So when the server is a fix would be? We all without him, as without hands. "Stone in the handset makes I violated one of my rules - not to scare vain, and I add: "it seems, before He flew from the hard drive was smoke ... "and hangs up. sleepless night superiors and justification any work undone me ready. And Now for the actual jokes. I was so bursting with anticipation. The hand to handset, but I'm ahead of someone from the other side. Phone call sounds like music. "Good morning!" - To inform me in tube. "If!" - Are trying to spoil my mood. "What's wrong?" - Sensitize I. "I can not log into the network - explain to me. "You're not the first time today. Very high solar activity this spring, leads to accumulation of static charge, suggestive interference in their sockets. " As fond of saying my overseas colleague BOFH, "dumb mode on ". Now, with this miserable a person can do all that whatever. "What can I do?" - Trembling with fear voice asks tube. "That's easy. The charge can be removed, grounding cable to Your computer. Pull all cables from the computer, and connect them to the radiator. She - a good earthing. " "But they do not have bare all ... " "Do not interrupt. Connect the must, of course, with a piece of bare wire. I'm ready You to borrow his. Go to me immediately. " Taking out of the closet slightly blackened from the previous borrowing wire, I give him a miserable person (and in fact, really, pathetic!) with a reminder: "The main thing - do not turn off the other end." "And the network?" - With pain in his voice inquiring personality. "And the power!" - Firmly say I. - "And what else can be grounded for?" Do not worry; the entire charge will go into the ground on the battery. " She (the person), staggered leaves. Why would such a neural approach to a simple operation? "Ah, but what's your name?" - I shouted after him. "<Name>" - heard in response. I checked with an entry in his diary for the past April 1, and with some surprise, discover that this pitiful individual already participated in this fun a year ago. However, I reflected, I will keep my promise - the time of discharge from hospital server is repaired, and enter the network not be difficult. At the first flashing lights, I type 03, and seeing eye retreating "Fast", is proud to think of his honesty and healthy sense of humor. Do not forget to pick up the wire when prescribe! After short-circuiting in the building remained in operation state alone is my computer included a self-made UPS, made from battery of BelAZ. Now You can relax a little, play into something intelligent, paratrooper, for example, or tetris. Until the evening I was already nobody will disturb. Do not forget to send email-letter-bomb BOFH to the Wild West, let her cry over the wreckage of his pentium'a. ...
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