YAY!
what is a CISSP?
Yay for you gotti! Do you get bidness cards that say gotti, CISSP? I say go after the raise. It’s gotta be worth sump’n, especially if you’re the only CISSP there.
Afternoon Y’all! I’m home on a N.O.L. break. So I’m sneakin’ in a post.
Ok, time to do a couple of chores that I actually came home to take care of, so, Later Y’all!
If your name is Tommy, it could be you. BTW - Congrats! <flinging confetti with wild and reckless abandon>
And I’m all done with this grand jury. I think. They kinda left us hanging. Apparently we’re still on the hook for the next 2 weeks till the next grand jury is seated. Also there’s one case that they may call us back on - we actually had some witnesses come in and testify. The state’s attorney said this particular case may be referred to the Feds, but until the decision is made, we may be called back to finish the indictment - as late as this summer! And the jail tour didn’t happen. No one arranged for it - it’s as if the end of our term was a big surprise to someone. <shrug>
Afterwards, I went to get Bad Chinese for lunch, and some of the witnesses who testified were sitting at the next table! :eek: I don’t know if any of them knew who I was - I was sitting in the back of the room being quiet and all. I confess, I did eavesdrop, but I didn’t hear anything juicy about the testimony. One did say the attorney said something about 2 more months. Who knows?
So, I’ve got the trash and the recycling loaded into the van, and a load of jeans in the washer. Once the jeans are in the dryer and another load is in to be washed, I’ll take the trash. Beyond that, it should be a mellow afternoon. so Yay!
I’m eating N.O.L at my desk, and got caught up.
Yay for passing the CISSP, gotti - whatever that is! 
Yay for diagnosis, finally, Pie.
I definitely have cooties in my blood, so I can’t give. Sometimes I feel bad about it, but what’re you gonna do?
I had a bit of a jolt this morning. There was a bonus of over $2500 on my paycheck! Turns out it was a mistake, and they can’t take it back, so they will straighten it out in the next check or two. Meaning I probably won’t even get a check. 
I will have to be extremely self-restrained to not spend it! Dumbasses.
Some guy has to inspect my computer, so I’ll go for now. See y’all around, and Happy Humpday!
Oh yeah - meant to add that I can’t give blood because I have crappy veins. Just to draw a sample, they have to use the teensiest needle and there’s really one one vein that’ll give up the red fluid. Last time I was at the Dr, I asked the nurse about it and she said I was not a good donor candidate. I’m sorry.
Very cool! Congrats!
Wow… I go away for a few hours and there’s too much to catch up on!
**beebs **-- sorry about those two patients you lost. All I can wish you is that you lose so few in the future, that you never get jaded about it.
I can and do give blood – although the last time I did it was for my father’s surgery and not for coverage. Actually, it has been 3 months now, so I can (and will) be giving again soon. I’m going to try and go in next week.
I don’t really like needles either – I can’t look at the needle when it’s being inserted – but that’s about it. A tiny prick and after that I have no problems looking at the needle and at the blood coming out.
:Skimming back:
Congrats, Gotti! 
M&M, you need me bad?
Roo & Doggio – get a room! Heh, it’s about time I was the one saying that!
Spaz, I’d be an organ donor, but the organization that issues cards here refuses to add the caveat that I will only donate to someone who will sign a donor’s card themselves. And I’m adamant about this – I won’t donate to some religious wingnut who will then refuse to pay it forward because of their ‘beliefs.’ :rolleyes:
Hi there, everybody else!
I just made an appointment for Friday afternoon to put the poor old lady cat to sleep.
I don’t recall us having a good snerking in a while so:
Find a peaceful place where you
can make plans for the future
Happy snerking.
Oops. Wrong lunch.
…or maybe it’s just all that talk about hot Israeli porn that weaseled into my subsconscious? :whistles innocently:
Congrats on the certification, Gotti. YAY! Hope they give you a big fat raise to go with them letters.
I feel in a much more charitable mood now that I’ve got a mozzarella/egg/dill/mushroom crepe sitting in my tummy. Unfortunately, even in a crepe-induced rose-coloured-haze, the training material still looks like utter garbage.
Time to write a nasty email to the training department. I will try my best not to use words like “utter garbage”, but I can’t promise anything.
It is an actual title that can be used like an advanced degree, so if I get business cards, they would read “gotpasswords, CISSP” much like someone else would have “Doogie Houser, MD” or “Sydney Smartypants, PhD.” I probably won’t get business cards as I’m not currently in a position to make use of them - my customers are all internal and physically meeting them is rare.
Sadly, I’m not the only CISSP on this floor, much less the company. I am, however, the only one in my immediate workgroup. Banks are kinda funny about wanting security professionals, so we’ve actually got lots of CISSPs - there’s probably 10-20 in this building alone, and this building houses roughly 1% of our total workforce. Do a little math, subtract the bank tellers that wouldn’t know a password from a passbook if it bit them, and there’s probably 50-100 CISSPs in our company out of that 50,000 worldwide.
Now my next move is management-type professional development training so I can move even farther out of the user support trenches.
Yeah, how could you go after *that *lunch you had when I was here all that time?
:Looks in mirror: Well, you know what they say… “two out of three ain’t bad!” 
Preach it, sister :mad: Even when the training material does make sense, I always seem to get the instructor who insists of putting everyone to sleep by reading the text right off the slides, in a droning monotone… Zzzzzzzzz…
How sad, {{{Puggy}}} I know I’ll be making the same call for Bernie sooner than later, but knowing that doesn’t make it any easier. They do worm their way into our hearts, don’t they?
Oops, missed this somehow…
It’s like they get to be members of the household, isn’t it? {{{Puggy}}}
Aw, {{{Puggy}}}. That’s so sad.
{{{Tupug}}}
Congrats, gotti!
It’s just about time for KeithT and me to donate again. Thanks for the reminder, beebs.
It’s been a very GRRRRRR day here. Four processes - FOUR! - that were necessary to a Very Important Project with a deadline today all failed over night due to lack of space on one of the servers. There hasn’t been enough space for a long time. WTF? We’re not a very big company, we don’t have that many customers, and yet we can’t get enough space on the server to let ~20 analysts run the stuff they want to without it all crapping out or taking for-frickin’-ever. ARGH! Fortunately we were ably to move the deadline, but it’s still really frustrating and shouldn’t have happened. Space is cheap! Just get another terabyte. Or put an archiving process in place and move old stuff that we’re not using off the server and onto some sort of back up. It’s far cheaper and easier to do that than to have all your analysts sitting around doing nothing. Or to make bad business decisions due to lack of data or old data.
THEN… 'cause that isn’t frustrating enough, we don’t have enough parking spaces at our building so it’s musical parking spaces every day in the morning and after lunch. Normally I get back from lunch in time to snag a spot ok. But unbeknownst to me there’s a board meeting this afternoon so when I got in at 1, there were NO parking spaces left, even the illegal ones in the fire lane. GRRRRRR. And it’s all snowy out.
So it’s a frustrating day at work. And I don’t think I’m going to feel too bad if I spend the afternoon surfing the Dope.
Congrats for gotti, and hugs for Pugs.
Class was actually pretty fun today. My students were so intense it was a bit overwhelming (we were talking about gender and sexuality, heh).
{{{{{{{{pugs}}}}}}}}
{{{pugs}}}
I’m sorry. Love and scritches for old lady cat.
Taxi, we have a similar problem with our suburban office. Woe to you if you arrive after 9am most days… you’ll end up parked in a remote corner of the lot, usually in some random spot that isn’t even officially a parking space - and then it’s a ten-minute walk across a freezing cold windy lot. GRRR indeed.
I don’t wanna know which two. Nope, not one bit.
OK, fine… I do. Which two is it?