This was maybe a month or two ago. I was woken up in the morning by my fiancée who told me I’d left the fridge open over night. When I logged onto work HR informed me the day of annual leave I had carried over was lost due to technical reasons (cut off to take was end of march, I took it first day of April due to work time prrssures. They have no flexibility on rules), then a major headache kicked up from a new keto diet I was on. Then to top it off, I was selling my car, and someone was coming round to look. As I loved it put from the driveway to viewing it sprang a massive oil leak, like 10 mins before they showed up. So they viewed it spewing oil everywhere, not exactly a solid selling point. Needless to say they didn’t buy it.
Yesterday I had a major “I am living in a movie and I’m the character everyone loves when bad things happens to them” vibes
Cause I woke up yesterday and a not insignificant chunk of my electonics were broken/nonfunctional… Some of them werent even plugged in, so its not like it was a power issue or something.
They were all bought at different times, from different stores, and different brands. The only thread tying them all together (and this is where the movie character shit kicks in) is that all their warranties expired within like 2 weeks of eachother, Which means they all just fell out of warranty.
The Few replies from the various companies I’ve gotten so far can be basically summed up as “1 day out of warranty is still out of warranty, go fuck yourself”
It sounds so ridiculous that even I don’t believe it, and I’m living it. Do they just put kill switches in stuff to make them die immediately after warranty now? Cause I sure as fuck feel like they do.
A colleague dropped about 450 kg of ready to use drywall filler from 6m height right before his shift ended and mine started. I spent about 8 hours just cleaning up the biggest blobs with a snow shovel, that’s how much it was.
In November, I was sick for a month. I was coughing like crazy after contracting a respiratory virus.
Early December, I’m getting better. I was doing my things, like, changing my son’s bedsheets, when I had a small cough. And I heard “clok” sound in my body, followed by a very intense pain in my ribcage.
I had cracked a rib. Not caused by how intense the cough was, but by repetition of the coughing for more than a month.
3 days ago. Main drain pipe for the house clogged. Poo water came up both shower drains. We had the house cleaned that morning. Toilets unusable for most of the day. $800 to get it fixed due to complications because of old house. At least it was fixed same day I guess.
Thursday 2 weeks ago I got laid off due to the economic environment.
The stock market hit a new record high that day.
The next day a grant I got one of my programs named in came through for 80k. Between that and my other program revenue, I’d have been fully paying for myself the next 2 years.
Wife had an important conversation with her adult son. One of those, “I didn’t tell you this before because you were a kid; you are clearly an adult now. There are things in family history that you should know.”
Went well. I wasn’t there because I’m not blood and wasn’t around for the relevant events. Besides, they need time without step-dad.
Spent entire day worried for them and hoping it would go well. Sounds like it did. Good outcome for a kind of draining, high-stakes day.
Just yesterday, work was not going very well, and I received a phone call from my mother saying my sister had a fever. I was supposed to spend New Year’s with them, so those plans were canceled.
It’s ok, I went shopping, got a massive amount of snacks and food and am going to have an amazing New Year’s Eve by myself, and nobody can stop me. Plus some friends invited me to play video games online with them and I rarely ever have the time, so that’s going to be fun.
Had this really shitty day at work, last Friday of the year… my leg hurt (still don’t know why, I think it’s the footwear, but I’m not sure), had a lot of work that day (stayed overtime, not paid BTW). My wife calls me, says to pick up some things on my way home… OK. I walk home BTW, I live 30 minutes from where I work. I buy the stuff she asks… people from work start calling me, there’s problem, they can’t access some of the storages in the network… OK, I go back to work, walking on my busted leg, plus the stuff I got from the store. I get there, everything is working fine 😒… check the backbone switches, the storages, logs, it seemed like a glitch of some sort, a sync issue most probably. I start picking up my groceries and packing up to go home, shit happens again… OK, at least I’m not gone… it’s 8PM by now. My wife calls me to ask me where I am, I say I’m at work, she hangs up 🤦… now I gotta explain why I’m still there. OK, go to the server room, the problem is gone by now, inspect the logs again, same thing… at this point, I’m this close to plugging everything out of the wall and plugging it back in again… to make sure I just yank a few cables and not every single piece of equipment in the rack (in case I decide to do this), I start inspecting how everything is connected, power cable wise. So, I pull out the backbone switches from the racks, one by one, and I start hearing this buzzing sound, like a bad electrical connection/plug… mhm, OK, I think we might be getting to the root of the problem, now let’s see which one is it. I go to the back, start checking each plug on the back… everything seems OK… OK, so it’s not the power plugs… at least not on the switch’es side. Something’s still buzzing, so I try and pinpoint the sound. Seems to be coming from the lower part of the rack… darn, have to pull everything out to get in there. It’s 10PM by now. So, I pull everything out and I notice 2 power cables not in plugs, but just connected with wires to another cable that goes into a plug. Why would they do that. Sure, they were insulated with tape, but why not just plug them in. Go in a bit further to hear if the sound is coming from there, move the cables a bit, the buzzing stops, but I hear coolers spinning down… OK, I pull myself out of there, go back to the front of the rack, sure enough, one of the backbone switches is down. As it turns out, they didn’t have enough free plugs in the rack for all of the equipment, so instead of installing a new extension cord, they just cut 1 power cable, made a Y splitter for 2 of the switches and just plugged that cable in. Basically, there is no way of getting one of the switches offline, if you yank that thing out, 2 go offline. I pull out a few new power cables, get an extension cord from my office (we have a few laying around), plug those 2 the way they should be plugged, plug in the extension cord in the first empty power plug I could find in another rack, put the equpment back in the rack, leave the rack open cuz of the extension cord going to another rack and (finally!) leave work to go home, on my busted leg, with a shit ton of groceries… it’s 11:30PM by now. I get home, get the 3rd degree for arriving so late on a Friday before NYE… I go to bed, my wife says she want’s a backrub… I told her to suck it, left the bedroom and went to sleep in the living room.
That series of events really really sucks and I’m sorry that it all went wrong for you at the worst possible time.
I understand your wife could have been more understanding about the situation and put herself in your shoes to empathise more, but maybe it would be worth trying to see her perspective as well. It’s not too late to make up and start 2024 on the right foot (no pun intended), with a little humility on both sides.
Yeah yeah, we had a conversation the next day… about half a day in, she was still pissed, so I waited. Still, we smoothed things out. She had no idea my leg hurt, I usually don’t bother people with my problems (I may tell, but only if someone asks), so she had no idea how things went down… she just spew everything out that night and I couldn’t even say a word. She said she was sorry, she could have handled it better, she was empathetic when I told her the whole thing… so, no harm no faul, we’re good now ☺️.
I wouldn’t get anything out of my boss even I went and asked for it. We usually don’t get overtime pay here (where I live)… one of the reasons why I’m trying to leave.
And I said I was sorry, we made up the next day. I was just really pissed… tired mostly, but pissed as well.
Actually, I do know the company that did the installation and the wiring. I’m gonna ask first thing on the 2nd… just out of f*ing curiosity… and to let colleagues know this person has shit for brains…
That kind of work / life balance will cost you your marriage and health, and you do not seem to realize how it impacts your life partner at all. How do you expect her to understand and support you when you don’t let her in on your situation when she calls?
Well, I flew back from the holiday break at my mom’s house. It was stressful and not relaxing because she’s getting up there in age and there was a lot of stuff I needed to do with her.
Anyway, a few things happened with getting home that made the trip longer. Had to check in my carry-on at the gate because no room, so I had to wait for my bag to come through on carousel. Then, I had to walk 20 minutes to where my car was parked, because I took the cheap park-and-walk option like a chump. Finally got to my car, but by the time it was evening traffic, so it took me 45 minutes to get home.
I pull into the garage and am getting my bags out of the trunk, when my neighbor comes up with a cheery “hi!”. Then she rails into me about how much she hates my dog barking, and that it’s been 2 years of my dog barking, and I’m super inconsiderate because I don’t bring him in after he barks twice, like she does with hers, and all the neighbors think the same. Also, she rents another house close by with tenants who work night shift and go to sleep at 2am, so my dog barking at 9am is also inconsiderate.
I was so fucking tired. This dumbass lady… I hadn’t even been living here for two years. Her dog barks a ton, my dog sometimes replies to her dog barking. My dog barks but not for hours on end, just a normal amout before I get him in, which is a fucking miracle in itself because he’s a great pyrenees. I’ve spoken to the neighbors, none of them think my dog barks too much, and how tf am I supposed to know you rent to night dwellers?? Tell them to get a fucking noise machine and put it on blast while they sleep, it’s fucking 9am, there’s a shit ton of noise everywhere. They’re replacing the roof two houses down and start at 6, the day time is fucking loud. Also, lady, I haven’t been home for a week. DO YOU SEE THE SUITCASE IVE PULLED OUT OF THE CAR??
What I said though is “thanks for letting me know, have a good day.”
I went on “vacation” with my mom three times in the last two years. It was like tending to a small child. Constant care. Not fun. I decided I will only have vacations to myself for the next three years.
Also, wow. I hope you’re having better days these days!
I cant even tolerate going to the store with mine.
She turns a 10 minute trip to grab milk and bread, into a 2 hour ordeal where I have to watch her like a hawk cause if I turn my back to her for .03 femtoseconds shes up and disappeared.
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