This week’s been a bit hectic. Got back from Cork late Tuesday night (even later than it should be cause the flight was delayed by the wind) and then had a network installation I had to get involved with on Wednesday evening – again till quite late.
Then Thursday morning comes and one of our clients has a server failure – totally down and 35 staff can’t work. This is a seriously rare event for us which means when it happens we’re on it very fast. One of my engineers on site in 40 minutes working to get it fixed and followed by me doing my white van man bit with a spare server so we can get restoring onto the spare box at the same time as trying to fix the broken one.
Either way they’ll be back up and running in a few hours.
In fact they were all sorted before lunch – not bad but then again we knew it was dead before the client did so we were all prepared.
Anyway that one done and I’m off to see a potential new client in North London – I say potential cause I’m fussy about who I let in as a client.
The meeting finished and they said ‘do you want to see the server?’ Now where people house their server is a pretty good indication of how they run their business and a very good indication of the IT company they use. They’d explained how critical the server was, how they couldn’t work without their files, their databases and their email – pretty standard stuff.
So I accepted the invitation and I was led upstairs to the kitchen.
Yep the kitchen.
The server was under a ledge, sticking half way out across the kitchen right under the kettle.
Yep the kettle.
I kid you not.
Maybe we won’t be working with them – well not unless they do exactly what I say – and even then they’ll have to ask very nicely.
As for the total morons in the IT company they use – all I need is a wall and a shotgun and I can start cleaning up this tacky IT industry.
So if you’ve got a shotgun and a load of ammo get in touch.