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Originally Posted by Jensen
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I'll consider it, but for now you'll have to listen to one that's almost ten years old. It implicates nobody, and will ruffle no feathers.. and it's still (somewhat) amusing - but
only if you're a real nerd.
I was young, I was excited, I was stupid. I was working as a back-end (insert joke and dildo here) net-eng for CNCX, which was most recently XO (ASN 2828, amongst others, SplitInfinity).
A middle manager for a company that rhymes with "Its you, Peachy!" somehow got transfered through to my department, which only handled T1, ATM, OC3 and higher connections. How, I have no idea.
The guy begins by verbally abusing me, which is always a great way to start a conversation. Nothing like being called a Cocksucker without so much as a "Hello".. then again, I am on GFY, so I got used to it, I guess.
I asked how I might assist him in my department. He started yelling and screaming that I was keeping him from getting his work done. When I finally managed to get Captain Combover to explain his issues, he stated that he made DNS changes in his office and made sure it was seen by the internet, but we, who had a T1 to them, were not routing it.
I looked it up. Sure as shit, 'officedroid.ca.whatever.itsyoupeachy.com' was 192.168.0.22.
I explained that this was known as a private network, and there would be no routes placed to it.
Queue a few more minutes of abuse and personal threats. Californians love to threaten to sue; I think it's how they denote the end of a sentence.
Anyhow, I manage to get his fax number, and his email address. So, I faxed him
RFC1918, and sent it to his email.
Oddly enough, he never called back.