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thescarletwomanReminder! Christmas/Season's Greetings cards. You want one from me, and I'll send you one. Possibly with drabbles if I'm feelings uber creative.
The LJ Poll Post: can be found here! || The IJ Screened Comments Post: can be found here!
Or, you can always email it to me if you're nervous about addresses. Even if we don't talk a lot, feel free to request one. I'm all about spreading the Christmas spirit!
So work on Tuesday. Hellish does not even begin to describe it.
Backstory on our players: Ron is the station manager. Val is the traffic manager (who basically makes sure things run on air when they're supposed to). Melanie is who I was supposed to take over for in SEPTEMBER. But I digress.
Woke up to snow. Let me rephrase that. We woke up to snow disguised horribly as SLUSH. That heavy, wet stuff that just STICKS to everything. About five minutes after I got up, I got a txt message from Penn State (as, I think in light of the Virginia Tech incident they're starting the txt message alerts). Text message says that power is out on campus, offices are open but classes are delayed until noon. So I call Melanie, she's not in. Call Val. She's going nuts because our back-up audio isn't working and Ron has been calling, SCREAMING that we're off the air. When there's NOTHING SHE COULD DO. So I asked if she wanted me to come in or not, and she said she could use an extra pair of hands. This was about 8:50. I get there by 9:45 because it takes so long to get there, plus there are accidents and the roads are absolute shit.
Power is still out. Back up audio still isn't working. Save for one of the local news stations, we run everything off satellites. What was happening was that the snow was building up on them and blocking the signal. I get in and there's really nothing we can do. We were trying to find out if the local news station was even on or if we had something that could run it by the noon news. Nothing. Ron keeps calling demanding why we're not on the air. At this point, Val was running this one loop cassette that's used if we ever go off the air, that way she could monitor if the satellites were going to come back on. Ron didn't like THAT any more and asked that we run classical music. Now, backstory thing. The board we use for broadcasting is from the 50s. It was the first board built that didn't have tubes in it. It's OLD. So with how it's set up, when Val runs a CD, she can't monitor the satellites. But Ron doesn't care. Just so long as we're on the air.
The power came back briefly at 11ish. Enough for us to say, yay it's back and switch off our own generator. We no sooner did and there was a power surge and everything went out again. So right now, I don't know if anything got fried from the surges and won't find out until I get there today. Ron finally dragged his ass in from being out on an appointment and kept going outside to wipe off the satellites. It would work for maybe ten or twenty minutes before they'd go out again. He'd come flying in, demanding why we're off the air. Val and I just look at him like "are you learning impaired?" He's too cheap to get the heat tape to go on the dishes which would have prevented the absolute crisis.
Finally, around 12:30 or 1 the power comes back on. Slowly, everything starts coming up. Log onto the computer and there's no network. Ten minutes later, it's there. I was checking on that for Val, as we could always do an internet feed if worse came to worse. Ron walks in JUST as I finish telling Val that the network was at least up. Ron looks at me: "so you can start doing the editing that you're supposed to be doing, right?"
And walks out.
I nearly throttled him. The network was JUST up. And the network drives weren't even there for another 20 or 30 minutes.
That was my Tuesday. It just went on like that. And I've been in a horrible mood ever since. Going into work now and I'm praying to GOD it's going to be a better day today than Tuesday. At least there's no snow falling. That's already a plus.
The LJ Poll Post: can be found here! || The IJ Screened Comments Post: can be found here!
Or, you can always email it to me if you're nervous about addresses. Even if we don't talk a lot, feel free to request one. I'm all about spreading the Christmas spirit!
So work on Tuesday. Hellish does not even begin to describe it.
Backstory on our players: Ron is the station manager. Val is the traffic manager (who basically makes sure things run on air when they're supposed to). Melanie is who I was supposed to take over for in SEPTEMBER. But I digress.
Woke up to snow. Let me rephrase that. We woke up to snow disguised horribly as SLUSH. That heavy, wet stuff that just STICKS to everything. About five minutes after I got up, I got a txt message from Penn State (as, I think in light of the Virginia Tech incident they're starting the txt message alerts). Text message says that power is out on campus, offices are open but classes are delayed until noon. So I call Melanie, she's not in. Call Val. She's going nuts because our back-up audio isn't working and Ron has been calling, SCREAMING that we're off the air. When there's NOTHING SHE COULD DO. So I asked if she wanted me to come in or not, and she said she could use an extra pair of hands. This was about 8:50. I get there by 9:45 because it takes so long to get there, plus there are accidents and the roads are absolute shit.
Power is still out. Back up audio still isn't working. Save for one of the local news stations, we run everything off satellites. What was happening was that the snow was building up on them and blocking the signal. I get in and there's really nothing we can do. We were trying to find out if the local news station was even on or if we had something that could run it by the noon news. Nothing. Ron keeps calling demanding why we're not on the air. At this point, Val was running this one loop cassette that's used if we ever go off the air, that way she could monitor if the satellites were going to come back on. Ron didn't like THAT any more and asked that we run classical music. Now, backstory thing. The board we use for broadcasting is from the 50s. It was the first board built that didn't have tubes in it. It's OLD. So with how it's set up, when Val runs a CD, she can't monitor the satellites. But Ron doesn't care. Just so long as we're on the air.
The power came back briefly at 11ish. Enough for us to say, yay it's back and switch off our own generator. We no sooner did and there was a power surge and everything went out again. So right now, I don't know if anything got fried from the surges and won't find out until I get there today. Ron finally dragged his ass in from being out on an appointment and kept going outside to wipe off the satellites. It would work for maybe ten or twenty minutes before they'd go out again. He'd come flying in, demanding why we're off the air. Val and I just look at him like "are you learning impaired?" He's too cheap to get the heat tape to go on the dishes which would have prevented the absolute crisis.
Finally, around 12:30 or 1 the power comes back on. Slowly, everything starts coming up. Log onto the computer and there's no network. Ten minutes later, it's there. I was checking on that for Val, as we could always do an internet feed if worse came to worse. Ron walks in JUST as I finish telling Val that the network was at least up. Ron looks at me: "so you can start doing the editing that you're supposed to be doing, right?"
And walks out.
I nearly throttled him. The network was JUST up. And the network drives weren't even there for another 20 or 30 minutes.
That was my Tuesday. It just went on like that. And I've been in a horrible mood ever since. Going into work now and I'm praying to GOD it's going to be a better day today than Tuesday. At least there's no snow falling. That's already a plus.
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Date: 2007-11-08 02:34 pm (UTC)Oh, and if you have an address other than your home one that I have then you need to email it or text it to me... I still have your birthday present to send combined with Christmassy stuff :P
Strasser says hi, by the way. And Alex is a bum who didn't come to AMS even though he's a grad student now and should know better. ;)
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Date: 2007-11-08 08:25 pm (UTC)