Sat, 1 Sep 2007

How do they know?

— SjG @ 9:29 pm

So, it’s Saturday night, 10pm on a three-day Holiday Weekend. And another important server decides to have a fatal disk error.

How do they f*ing know?

It’s uncanny.

This is just another in a long series of similar failures. The power supply failed in my security-system a few years ago — hours before we were going to leave for a vacation. The previous time the security system crashed (due to unfortunate automatic software update) was — yup — the afternoon Elizabeth and I were leaving for a weekend cruise. And Elizabeth’s Mac had its hard drive fail the day I left for Bulgaria.

Of course, we all know why this is. There have been half a dozen other failures that happened during more mundane times, which evoked the standard rage/repair response. But that was par for the course, and soon forgotten.

So here I am. Saturday night … fixing machines. I should have been a ditch digger or something.