* * * * *
My alarm clock sounded suspiciously like a phone
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
“Mughuwaha?”
“Sean,” said Smirk. “You awake?”
“Mughuawhaha,” I said.
“Our customer S is complaining about network lag, what's the address of their
installation of Cacti [1]?” I gave Smirk the address, and he was able to log
in. “Thanks.”
I fall back asleep again.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
“Hugmugahwah?”
“Sean!” It was Smirk yet again. “Somethings wrong with their installation of
Cacti—there's no data for the past two weeks.” Oh great, I thought. “Can you
look into it?”
“Yeah,” I said, resigning myself to the fact that yes, I am getting up early
today [2].
[1]
http://cacti.net/
[2]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/1Phlog:2007/01/31
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