Get a text this morning, before my alarm, from my inbred coworker that the server is down. Since we've been having issues and have a new one on order, I say I'll be in ASAP. I don't even bother trying to log in remotely, because it has actually been down a few times lately, so I figure this is more of the same. I should point out that we sell doors, frames, and hardware for commercial buildings. I am not a server admin or anything remotely close to that, and my normal job title has nothing to do with computers at all, but I know my way around one and no one else there does, so yeah, I get the texts.
I show up, look at the server, it is on and working fine. I ask him what the fuck he's talking about, showing him that it is working. I also point out to him that he's working on files from the server RIGHT FUCKING NOW, so obviously it is working. He says that he can't get any of his emails, and shows me. I say, "You mean the fucking internet is down? As in Comcast? That I have no fucking control over?" So now he's yelling back at me that he specifically came in early today to get caught up, and has been here since 5am and couldn't read or respond to emails and couldn't get *any* work done. I ask him if he remembers me asking him many, many times if he wanted his emails on his fucking phone, and he refused every time because he "doesn't do work from home," and he literally just replaced his Blackberry this year, so the whole android experience is a little too much for him. I tell him that he could have checked his fucking emails that way, but since he doesn't even listen when I tell him for at least the THOUSANDTH fucking time (I honestly don't think I'm exaggerating much with that number) that if you can get on the fileSERVER you are on the fucking server, he probably wouldn't have even thought to check his phone even if it did have access. If you can't get emails, that's the internet, and there's not a fucking thing I can do about that. But thanks for waking me up early so I could come in early and stare at the fucking "no internet" symbol with him.
And of course, as soon as I finish ranting about that, someone else comes and tells me that their computer won't start up, and of course there is a dead fucking hard drive so it was probably good that I was here early to get them set up temporarily until we can get a new computer (that one was due to be upgraded soon anyway, so fuck trying to replace the OS and all that bullshit).
If I could tell my younger self a few tips, #2 would be to never tell anyone I know anything about computers. #1 would, of course, be stock tips, bitcoin, etc. But that's only barely more important than #2! Fuck this shit. I don't even get paid to do this shit.