Crap!! What a lousy week.

First, one of my office computers picked up a virus. The virus bypassed my anti-virus software (McAfee), and turned all my data into mulch. I’ve given the hard disk to a company that does data recovery, but so far they aren’t sounding too confindent. That particular computer stored all the company accounts and ledgers. I have backups for most accounts, but I know that there are about 40 large excel worksheets I’m going to have to manually rebuild in the coming weeks. Not to mention mailing lists, addresses and telephone numbers, document templates… FUCK!!

Then my computer at home picked up a virus. Not only did this baby get past my anti-virus software (Norton), it also managed to corrupt its operating files. I tried re-installing Norton, but it’s still not working - maybe something to do with registry entries? And McAfee can’t find the virus :rolleyes: . My ISP won’t allow me to get online without a running anti-virus program, so no internet. I may have to end up formatting the C: drive. It’s not a major problem, but it’s just so damn irritating… Fuck!

Then, the combination of a stupid calculation error (mine) and a stubborn son-of-a-bitch customer might end up costing my company a small amount of money. Really, not a large amount - by itself or relative to the value of the deal. And my company doesn’t even get the money, the government does… but the jackass refuses to pay, citing what he imagines is the fine print of the deal - a point we refused to compromise on at the time of closing the deal, and a position even his own agent concedes is false. But the idiot refuses to budge. Still, my mistake started this crap.

Last week, I asked a friend in Chicago to buy me a black 4GB ipod nano. Someone from my city is there for a few weeks, and is staying close by to him, so it was a great opportunity for me to get the nano now, rather than wait till December when this fellow comes home for a holiday (FYI, the 4gig nano will cost about $340 when launched in India). He looked in a couple of stores, and the 4gig model was sold out, but the white 2gig one was still available… so he sent me about 5 emails in 3 hours, asking whether or not he should buy it… Normally, I check my mail hourly. Yesterday, one computer had a fried hard disk, and the other just refused to start. Nothing I did made it work, not safe mode, not restoring to an earlier working point, nothing. I couldn’t check my mail from work or from home. His last email stated that he’d picked up the 2gig ipod nano (white, and I want black!) and delivered it to the courier already. Inadequate capacity, I don’t want white. My excitement level has gone from “woohoo!!” to “oh, well”.

Then, all this week, the Indian stock market has been falling… I lost about 20% of my portfolio in 4 days of trading. Just when I’m going to need the money, having given notice, and without a new job to go to. Small mercy - I have the diwali bonus to look forward to.

What a lousy fucking week. I am so glad it’s over. :mad:

Sorry to hear of your travails. On the bright side, next week will probably be better. :slight_smile:

Chin up, stiff upper lip, and all that.

AND the Red Sox lost their first two games against the White Sox! Truly, grown men weep.

Okay, this is the Pit, and I’d never, ever say this in GQ, as often as I really want to:

Get a Mac.

:slight_smile:

Sorry 'bout your week.

The black one shows scratches like a mother… I wouldn’t get it. Stick with the white, though I’m sorry to hear about the size.

Yeah, I know the black one shows scratches, but I figured with the nano tubes, it wouldn’t be too big a deal. Not an issue now.

On the bright side, I spoke with my boss about the mess with this client, and he’s backing me… so now I’m feeling less shitty. Tonight I get drunk silly.

Aah… just when I thought the lousy week was behind me…

I just found out that the lady who was to bring back the ipod for me, isn’t going to be bringing it back. Because she has no space in her luggage. For a fucking nano! A fucking nano, that fits in the tiny little pocket of your tiny fucking jeans, you fucking fuck!

What’s worse, she didn’t even bother to tell my friend this directly - she left him voicemail. :rolleyes: “oh, I’m sorry, I don’t have space in my luggage for something the size of a credit card, which weighs as much as my left fucking nipple, so you can go ahead and pick it up and return it”

Man, from “woohoo” to “oh, well” to … fucking nothing. :mad:

Bitch

I know we are not supposed to wish death on people, so can I simply say that people who write viruses should be taken out in west Texas and staked out next to a fireant mound? With honey smeared on their genitals? Oh, and the mound gets poked with a stick as we walk away?