I had mentioned the other day
that I would be left in charge of Smithfield News all by my little
lonesome for a couple of days, Brian was going to be out of town and
Ed made his winterly sojourn to Florida early this year. One the
management flow chart that left yours truly at the top. Now I
haven't gone drunk with power the last two days, in fact I have been
scrambling trying to keep the ship from sinking. Allow me to
explain.
I got into work about a half hour
early Monday morning. I figured I would give myself some extra time
to deal with the weekend paperwork and what not, get my ducks all in
a row and tackle the day. Except it didn 't go quite like that.
I had the lottery banged out in
decent time Monday morning, and I was at Brian's desk working on the
sales numbers and listening to Spotify. It was dare I say, going
swimmingly. But if there is anything I learned about swimming this
summer is it is just a few feet from drowning. As I am at the desk I
see Spotify say that it went offline. No big thing, Brian's computer
probably is riddled with viruses. I have no idea what he opens back
there when he views his email, but at least once a week he does
something that calls for my attention because something it has
stopped working. So I reboot the computer, but that doesn't solve
the problem. I find out that in fact all of the computers in the
building have went offline.
This isn't my first time tackling
this rodeo either, we have the name and number of a Verizon tech guy
filed away for just such emergencies. The last time this happened,
it wasn't an us problem, Verizon had a local outtage. So I am
following the steps they tell me to take on the phone and lo and
behold, they tell me I need to reset the modem. That made things
worse, not better. We called Russel to see if he could solve our
problems and he did, as well as saying that everyone that called
Verizon to get back lonline he was being forced to visit that day
because it was simply a local outtage and nothing wrong with any one
locations equipment. Had they just told us to wait, everything would
have been fine as soon as service was restored. So I am thinking
again, this could be a local outtage issue, I don't want to call them
and fuck with the equipment needlessly, so I call Russell, see if he
knows anything about an outtage. I get his voicemail, but that is
all. Now us losing internet service is a big thing because that
means we lose our ability to do credit and debit transactions. So I
try unplugging all of the modems and routers and plugging them back
in (but not resetting anything) but no luck there. I figure if this
is a local issue, that would explain why Russell hasn't gotten back
to me yet. Finally I call him back about 3pm after he hadn't
returned my call. He had good reason not too though, he took the day
off to take his dog to the vet. But he walked me through a couple of
things to try, which didn't work, and promised he would stop by in
the morning to look at things himself.
So I come in this morning,
figuring that I would have to deal with the credit/debit issue as
well as get my order ready to put in with Sledd. The thing is, I use
the internet for that too, so I had to go the backup route there and
send the signal audio wise down a phone line. It only took three
attempts before that worked. Meanwhile, Russell shows up and he
starts doing his once over with things and I have three vendors show
up looking to get paid. And life is all about getting paid after
all. I dispatch with them, Russell finishes his work, the computers
seem to be all online but the credit/debit processing still isn't
working. Now I am looking at a register issue, because those cards
get swiped on the terminal. So I call Roth cash register (they are
better than the people from “I am Your Retailer God” fame, learn
the blog, learn it, live it, love it) and explain the problem, the
back office seems to be online but I can't process card
tranasactions. They do their remote thing via logmein.com, during
which time they decide to download all of the windows updates. There
were like nine of them, but it means the back office must be rebooted
when it is done, which takes all of the registers offline upstairs.
We go through that process and after the back office reboots,
everything can't connect to the internet again. It was like
Groundhog Day, I have already lived through this once. The funny
thing was though that Brian's computer was working fine, the rest of
them sucked ass. So they tell me maybe we have a loose cable
someplace, and perhaps we do. I begin pawing around at different
cables and what not when I see a modem hidden away behind the tower
for the back office computer. I replugged that in and everything
came back. And on the 8th day, Matt gave us internet and
it was glorious.
But even getting the internet back
didn't solve all of the problems, I had to reset the credit card
processing in the back office, which needed restarted after a reboot,
and restart all of the registers upstairs which were still reading
offline because they never connected to the software updater and were
running on a temporary license until the problem was fixed.
The thing was, with the system down I
wasn't able to run an accurate sales report, or get credit card
numbers from before the system crashed on Monday. So now I am
rushing to get things done, because the bank closes at 4pm and I am
running up against a deadline here. Money in the bank means I can
cover our outstanding checks, that is usually a good thing. So I
scramble and get the money counted and run to the bank I get there
with literally 5 minutes to spare before they close. Meanwhile it
has been raining all day, so I am now sporting the drowned rat look
that will be all the rage at Paris fashion shows this fall. “See
how his soaked t shirt shows off the fattness of his stomach, oooh,
ahhh.”
I get back to work, go outside and have
a cigarette and that was when it struck me, I looked up and saw the
clouds were blocking out the tops of the buildings. The fog for the
oncoming zombie apocalypse was rolling in, and on the last day of the
Blood Moon no less. Don't ask me what a blood moon is, I have no
idea, a moon that is having its time of month perhaps. The only thing
I know is two of these days are down, one to go. Please let it go
smoothly.
Bring forth your zombie apocalypse.
Bring forth your zombie apocalypse.
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