Hell Week is here…
Most of you who have been visiting JSF for any length of time know that I’m a Network Administrator. Specifically, I run and manage my company’s core servers and network, but the bulk of my time is spent administering the servers and network equipment at various MDUs (Multiple Dwelling Units). These MDU networks provide broadband Internet services, mostly to college students who live in off-campus housing.Long-time readers of my blog know that this is the time of year I not-so-lovingly refer to as “Hell Week”.
Yep, school is starting. Over the next week (it actually winds up being closer to two weeks), college students will be moving into to their apartments en masse. While we provide easy instructions to help students get online with our service, many of them have various issues that require support. A considerable number of those support tickets are going to involve me working with our field techs, and sometimes directly with the students. Some students are bright, affable and well-spoken; others make me weep for the future.
So I’m going to be spread pretty thin over the next couple of weeks. I expect things to really start heating up this afternoon, and I will likely be working most of the weekend. Hopefully by the end of next weekend everyone will mostly be settled in, happily playing Xbox and watching porn.
With my work schedule about to kick into overdrive, this morning I’m going to head out for a 100 mile ride with a couple of friends. Unfortunately it looks like it’s going to rain much of the ride, but screw it. I want to get a solid ride in before what sure to be a stressful couple of weeks. Besides, Rule #9.
Rule # 9 // If you are out riding in bad weather, it means you are a badass. Period. Fair-weather riding is a luxury reserved for Sunday afternoons and wide boulevards. Those who ride in foul weather – be it cold, wet, or inordinately hot – are members of a special club of riders who, on the morning of a big ride, pull back the curtain to check the weather and, upon seeing rain falling from the skies, allow a wry smile to spread across their face. This is a rider who loves the work.