burun wrote:

Colonel Panic wrote:The guy ordered a Guinness, and when he received it, he noticed that the bartender had done one of those stupid trick "shamrock pours".

The bartender at Brownie's used to do this, and he was quite good at it. Nobody seemed to notice.

As a hefie-weizen and Belgian ale drinker, I generally never order a Guinness except as a break from the same-old same-old. I just thought a Guiness' foam simply clumped that way until someone pointed out to me that it was supposed to be a shamrock and I was supposed to augment my tip accordingly.

Shamrocks aren't exactly at the front of my mind when I'm drinking... but that explained why the service always used to get just a little more inattentive after I ordered a Guiness.

Sock OR Muffin? wrote:My 'secret': The 'specials' at a restaurant are usually the oldest food in the place that the cooks are trying to get rid of before having to throw it away.

True, but not really a problem if you can trust the restaurant to follow sanitation standards and throw the food away when they're supposed to. Sometimes the limitations of available/seasonal/expiring ingredients can result in some very inspired specials. Most of the time they do not, though, which is why I rarely order the special.

Same goes for soup. With soup you actually are taking your chances. Soup of the day(s) is an easy dumping ground for expiring product, made even less safe when used over the course of multiple days: it's held at a hot serving tempurature, cooled overnight and reheated again (and again and again in many places). Most places in my experience don't make the effort to cool and/or reheat as rapidly as possible, leaving the soup at a dangerous temperature for waaaaaay too long.

This should be common sense, but just because you have hidden your vast collection of S&M, bondage, and female bodybuilder porn jpegs and mpegs on your home directory on the network in a file labeled "Tax Archive," that doesn't mean that everyone in the IT department doesn't know it's there and won't consistently call you "that guy that has all of the S&M, bondage, and female bodybuilder porn jpegs and mpegs on his home directory on the network" or perhaps just "gross porn guy" behind your back.

Note: this is a true story based on actual events.

Also, a lot of people might not know this one actually, but every Windows PC that is connected to a network and joined to a domain has a hidden share pointing to the root of your hard drive. What does that mean? Any network administrator with the appropriate permissions on your computer can browse the entire contents of your hard drive from the safety of their cubicle without you knowing about it whenever you are connected to the network.

Basically what I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't keep porn or personal stuff that you don't want that creepy guy in the IT department seeing on any of your work computers ever.

ERawk wrote:

tbone wrote:This should be common sense, but just because you have hidden your vast collection of S&M, bondage, and female bodybuilder porn jpegs and mpegs on your home directory on the network in a file labeled "Tax Archive," that doesn't mean that everyone in the IT department doesn't know it's there and won't consistently call you "that guy that has all of the S&M, bondage, and female bodybuilder porn jpegs and mpegs on his home directory on the network" or perhaps just "gross porn guy" behind your back.

Note: this is a true story based on actual events.

This kind of reminds me of a friend of mine's old job, who was supposed to do a 7-year apprenticeship at this small recording-engineering company. Basically, he was to learn how to run the company and when the 7 years were up, he was to become the sole proprietary owner.

Turns out the owner was a world-class perv. He had porn of all varieties, gay, straight, transexual, didn't matter to him. He would cheat on his wife, who was a born-again former stage actress on Broadway (she was completely clueless) with men, women, transexuals. I think my friend said his boss had a stash of sex toys in his office that once in a while would peek out in desk drawers. My friend would see some random people go in during business hours for "appointments" with the owner and found out the owner also liked to dress in drag every now and again.

My friend could only stomach two years working for this guy.

He now lives and works in the Catskills managing some sort of warehouse.

He is much happier doing this.

Is the job still available?

you are never the first person to sit in a sofa, chair, etc. that you buy. even if we open it in front of you there were good chances i took a nap on it.

Soylent Green is people!

Just kidding.

20-30% of the systems and/or devices that have a Windows Logo don't actually meet the requirements outlined in the Windows Logo Program.

burun wrote:

Colonel Panic wrote:The guy ordered a Guinness, and when he received it, he noticed that the bartender had done one of those stupid trick "shamrock pours".

The bartender at Brownie's used to do this, and he was quite good at it. Nobody seemed to notice.

Yeah, it usually gets all fucked up by your nose after the first sip anyway!

The bag of drugs I sold you was pinched. What are you going to do about it? Nothing, that's right. Now go home before I kill you.

tbone wrote:Basically what I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't keep porn or personal stuff that you don't want that creepy guy in the IT department seeing on any of your work computers ever.

You should also be aware that changing the permissions of a file or folder, or setting its view properties to "hidden" will not keep an administrator from seeing it.

In fact, such an action might only call more attention to it.

When I was in college there was a shy, quiet kid who spent every day in the computer lab and he'd always sit in the same spot and use the same computer. Whenever he'd leave the lab, he'd session-lock the computer so nobody else could use it in his absence. Among the students it was no secret that he was a master of illegal downloading. He was kind of the go-to guy for pirate versions of whatever software you needed, from applications to games to movies and music. He'd stay late every night in the lab 'till closing time, burning his day's haul onto DVDs.

One afternoon a bunch of students started filing into the lab, followed by an instructor. The instructor announced that her class was being held in the lab today so the students could train on some software we had in the lab that was not available on any of the classroom computers. She told all students who weren't part of her class to please leave the room. This included bittorrent pirate guy. I was in charge of the lab that day, so I got to stay.

Well there weren't quite enough computers in the lab to accommodate this huge class, and several students were gathered around pirate boy's machine, wondering why that one was "locked" when there weren't enough machines for everybody. The instructor asked the department admin to unlock it so they could use it. The admin went to the computer and logged in. Suddenly, laughter erupted from that area of the room. The instructor went over to investigate. I peered over her shoulder just in time to see the website "Empornium" on the screen. Three were about 10 browser windows open and every single one was displaying a porno bittorrent tracker website.

The admin ended up clearing out something like 10 or 20 GB worth of porn files out of the guy's documents folder. As far as I know he never met with any serious disciplinary measures, but word spread fast and the guy became known (around our department anyway) by names like "Porno Pirate" and "The Pud Whacker".

About the middle of the semester, it came to the attention of the department head that somebody had been running a BT tracker and FTP site from one of the machines that was responsible for sharing over 200GB worth of commerical software and digital movies (including "The Matrix"). After that, they had the admins block all the bittorrent ports at the firewall.

Adam I wrote:Your chances of winning a phone-in competition are (were) roughly zero. This is simply because staff at every level of production companies and publishers steal all the prizes.

I worked at a record store for eight years and saw this sort of thing happen with in-store prize drawings.

Whenever the record store was giving away something of value, one of the label reps from Warner Brothers or Sony or one of the other major labels would always win.

The store manager (and other employees) would in return get more promo records, concert tickets, backstage passes, etc.