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A Slashdot thread is debating "what happened to the IT profession?  We used to get The New Toys, now it's all drudgework for MBAs'"

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Ain't that the truth. When I first started work here, I thought it'd be really exciting, a way to be part of something big. But every day, it's just the same, "Where's my Death Ray command server?" this, "My patience grows thin!" that, "If I don't have my Death Ray command server up by midnight, I shall unleash my pretties upon you!", and on and on. Well, gee, Mr. Big Shot, perhaps if you didn't build the server room deep inside a freaking ACTIVE VOLCANO, perhaps we wouldn't have so many overheating issues.

There's just no respect in this industry.

Yup yup yup.  What he said.



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Sep. 29th, 2009 05:44 am (UTC)
I'm sure this is primarily due to beancounters.

They've tightened everybody else's belts and made them work faster (cause if they don't, they might get cut next), so now it's the IT guy's turn.
(either that or they fired everybody outside of IT who knew anything about IT trying to keep duplicated knowledge down)
Sep. 29th, 2009 05:50 am (UTC)
Incidentally, how about a story of "trust" between IT guys and the beancounters?
BOFH: Trusssssst in me from The Register.
Sep. 29th, 2009 02:36 pm (UTC)
When computers lived in glass temples and were surrounded by acolytes, computing professionals got respect.

When everyone carries a laptop and uses it to surf YouTube and feels godlike because they can upload fantasy football stats with a single click, computing is no more significant or mysterious than the snack machine.
Oct. 4th, 2009 05:22 pm (UTC)
wait ...
That suggests that it's IT who's unreasonable and unwilling to cooperate. The beancounters MUST have just leaned too far and too quickly toward the brick... I think the brick was being held stationary. Or maybe it was being used as stationery.
Sep. 29th, 2009 08:04 pm (UTC)
Ah yes, "acolytes."

"I Was Wondering About This Error Message," I said

Beneath my stare began to blur
10,000 lines of print.
Buried alive by 0C5
Which gave not clue nor hint.

Up from my chair, I neard the lair
Branded "Consultants' Room."
With puzzled gaze I paraphrased
My mind’s perplexing gloom.

“That bilious sty of wire,” said I,
“Has dumped its DUMP on me.
I cannot guess where in that mess
I’ll find the missing key.”

“The clues are everywhere,” he said.
And I began to think
Of : “Water, water everywhere
But not a drop to drink.”

“Aha!” said he, “Your DCB
Has lost BUFL.
MSHI is far to high
And BLKSIZE looks not well.”

“BLDL in this case will
Cause 0C5 or 4.
To BSP hex ‘503’
Will backspace low cost store.”

“You FREEMAIN twice and GETMAIN once’
This cannot be advised.
And all of this, I’m positive
Has caused your 0C5.”

My jaw had slackened to my knees;
A fly flew in my mouth.
I gathered up my SYSUDUMP
And crawled off in a slouch.

Back to my desk; I placed to rest
My chin upon my hand.
My weary eyes seemed quite surprised
To gaze on print again.

Beneath my stare began to blur
10,000 lines of print.
Buried alive by 0C5
Which gave not clue nor hint.

-Dan Nessett
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