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Yeah and pollute it with fascist content.
Yeah and pollute it with fascist content.
I heard they took out a lot of junk. But I’m not going near it.
I worked at JP Morgan and DB
The people who run these companies are completely horrible assholes.
They also make sure every layer of superfluous management below them consists of immense, puckering assholes.
I wish I knew what happened. It still bothers me.
Well, actually this went from funny to tragic.
The company was called Need to Know, and it was initially in an old Victorian under a freeway overpass in San Francisco.
So I got the computer Friday and ran into this 23 line fail that evening. I called around 8:00 pm, expecting to get an answering machine. Instead I got, " Hey come on over!"
So I drive back to SF and get there around 9:00 pm. Somebody immediately puts a drink in my hand. People are just partying in a low key way. There are computer parts all over the place, but people are just partying.
So one of the guys took my machine apart, diagnosed the CPU failure, and replaced it with parts on hand.
I’m back in Berkeley by maybe 11:00 pm with a fully functional computer.
Here’s where it gets ugly. I did business with them into the late 1980s. During that time , some psycho took on a grudge against them and literally burned their place of business down.
Several places of businesses, burned down sequentially. Fucking tragic.
I lost track of them by 1990. I don’t know if they went further underground or what.
But they gave me a really human intro to computing. I can only hope they are well , wherever they are.
I do have a funny story about the place I got it in San Francisco, of you care to hear it.
I just used it for writing papers in college.
I had no idea how to use COBOL.
Around 1983 I got a Morrow Microdecision with two floppies.
No hard drive or mouse. It did come with COBOL.
It failed after 23 lines of text entry. Turned out the CPU was defective.
People kept asking me, “Dude, what do you need a computer for?”
And people will be dismembered if they fail to comply.
Then there’s always the old, “Hey, I’ll cut off this dude’s hand and use it to buy stuff until he runs out of credit – or rigor mortis sets in.”
I forget what the requirements are here for owning an MG. It used to be a $500 license a long time ago. I expect it’s more expensive now?
I’ve had hot brass in the face because the range was too crowded. Not fun.
Exactly. I did it a few times and stopped. Good times, though.
I was using a Mossberg. I eventual stopped doing it because it was blowing glass and toxic circuit board stuff all over the place.
It was .12 gauge triple ought buckshot Office Space.
I would never buy another HP printer, except for target practice.
I hate these things. I took one out to an abandoned reservoir and blew it to pieces with a .12 gauge shotgun. Very therapeutic.
Like $25 million is laundry change for them. They will probably pay it in quarters.
God damn it, I never see any porn!
Fraud.