This morning I sat having coffee with a friend when my phone displayed a voicemail

Hi. This is Amanda calling from go daddy hosting at (480) 505-8712
to say we sent you an email regarding your hosting account
recipient keep X dot in for which requires your attention. Thank you.

As this is not the first such call I have had from them I waited until I got home to deal with it.

It appears that the cache had built up to the point of impacting performance, again.

So they simply blocked access to my hosting account.

The first call had the following logic problem

We cannot allow you access to your account until the cache is deleted

But I cannot delete the cache without access to the account

We cannot allow you access to your account until the cache is deleted

But……..

As you can see, this loop has no end and the first support rep was adamant that I needed to delete the files before they would unlock the domain.

The second guy was better, he wanted to create an archive of all of the files that were in the problem folders for me.

this would take a few minutes.

a couple of hours elapsed and I got hold of an exceptionally feisty young man that basically called me a liar and suggested that I needed a dedicated server

Finally I got hold of a much more sensible person called ‘Jared’ that was able to tell me what the files were and to get the ones that I no longer needed, deleted.

i am now waiting for the site to come back and/or more logic errors – I am not sure which will happen though….

 

Since when did ‘common courtesy’ become uncommon ?

On Sunday afternoon we were out and about trying to find inexpensive watch batteries as we had rather a lot of battery powered watches that were dead.

Clutching at straws a little we tried the $.99c store. On a Sunday afternoon the parking lot is a zoo at best, but I was able to find a space to throw the ‘Vlad’ the Impala into and afetr wandering around the store we came away a few dollars lighter, but without the necessary batteries, although we did get a pack of batteries for the garage door opener..

Trying to get out of the parking spot was a test of my patience. Despite people zooming around trying to find a space, nobody would let me out. It was not only really frustrating for me, it was incredible that all of those idiots fighting over spaces would not let someone out and snag a ‘prime’ space right outside the store.

While trying to get out several rocket scientists stopped by the door to allow passengers out and then stayed there too, adding to the congestion and the danger considerably.

When I eventually managed to force my way out one of those rocket scientists grabbed the space, but only after a 7419 point turn to get into it. Much to the rest of the lots’ displeasure.

While yes, it would have slowed one or two people down in the hunt for a space, it would have been really nice if they had let me out.

When I finally got out of the space there was a guy waiting to turn left (across the front of me) and I slowed and waved at him to let him do so (partly to annoy the marauding hordes behind me) He looked amazing, It was like he simply could not believe that someone was being courteous towards him.

So, perhaps we should rename it ?

It appears to have become uncommon.

 

I am now officially looking for a new job.

the pic at the left was taken a day or so before I left my old office. Yet another victim of the economic downturn, the slump in the housing market and being a line on a profit and loss.

This is not the disaster that you may think, I am upbeat about it and feel that I am getting out of the housing industry at the correct time. Possibly even a couple of years too late.

So, if you know anyone that is looking for a talented and deeply technical product and project manager……

Time to re-write my resume I guess.

 

I get in trouble a lot because I have very little faith in others.

I tend to ‘assume the worst’ because my experience is that in general, people are not really that nice.

Case in point……

On Tuesday (yesterday as I write this) my wife called me, in tears, her car was ‘broken’. Eventually she managed to explain that she had parked in the local CostCo parking lot and when she got back to her car found that someone had crashed into her car. They had not stayed, nor left details, nor even a ‘sorry’ note.

They mashed the rear fender and rear lights on the passenger side. Luckily I was off today so I knew that I would be able to assist with the insurance / rental car / repair shop stuff. In order to do so I went to the mall early to get my final couple of pieces of Christmas shopping before the rush started.

When I got back to the MINI there was broken mirror glass and bits of plastic on the tarmac…….

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