The PBE mac is finally up and running again. Whew! It whistled at me and died a week ago Saturday. Thanks to the brilliant women of SFWOW I was able to work my way through the trouble shooting and get it fixed. It was a long process because it could have been anything. I did safe start ups, tried to start if from another disk, tried another monitor, turned to the east and bowed to Mecca, nothing. So I ordered a new graphics card (the probably culprit) and some extra RAM because hey, I was on the phone with the guy, and a new CD/DVD. I installed only the graphics card, hooked it up and pffft. Nothing. Nada. So I installed the CD/DVD thinking that perhaps I needed to load the software, even though it’s a mac. Still nothing. So I went last night and got the Mothership’s mac, thinking I would daisychain them and be able to see my hard drive from her machine with my firewire. (Who knew I was that smart?) So before I did the daisy chain, I hook her machine up to my monitor and pffft. Nothing. Nada. So I took her machine back to her house and at the last minute I decided to take my machine over there and test it. A week ago, it didn’t work. Last night it fired right up. So the monitor was blown too. So I head down to COMPUSA in SF for their last dying ditch effort to sell the inventory and got a beautiful 22″ wide screen for two bills. Plugged it in and here I am! Pleased as punch.
About BARF (Bay Area Rapid FUBAR)
You have one job, to move people. Thatâ€™s what you get paid for. You donâ€™t have to manufacture a product or do any sales. You move people. One thing. Thatâ€™s it. Youâ€™re a government entity so you have no competition. Just move people. Knowing that you have only one job to do, why is it so hard to get it right. I know this will come as a shock to some readers, but itâ€™s raining. Itâ€™s been raining since before there was a BARF. When they built it they knew that sometimes it was going to rain. Around 80 days a year it rains here. And sometimes itâ€™s hot here. Itâ€™s over 90 degrees probably 40 days a year here. The rest of the time itâ€™s generally pretty mild. BARF however, needs to run 365 days a year, not 245 days. So it needs to run on time in the rain. Itâ€™s not like there are deer running across the tracks. The tracks are subterranean or elevated. Thereâ€™s no cross traffic. Itâ€™s a straight shot. Why is it so frigginâ€™ hard to get the trains to run on time?
Back to the people moving concept. While watching Jillian Michaels get her ass kicked on the escalator last night was interesting, I get my ass kicked daily on BARFâ€™s escalators, when and if they are running. Itâ€™s about moving people. If the escalators arenâ€™t working, people arenâ€™t being moved. If they arenâ€™t being moved, they are trudging up the stairs and efficiency is out the window. You have one job, move people. It shouldnâ€™t be as hard as you make it.
Some basic courtesies that I just canâ€™t believe that people canâ€™t pay attention to:
- Walk left, stand right.
- If youâ€™re sick and snotty, stay off of the BARF. Really. Yâ€™all are why I was sick six times since August. If you canâ€™t control the hacking and snotting, stay the Hell off of public transportation. Itâ€™s just rude.
- Speaking of rude, use your inside voice please. If the Wine Dog and The Sommelier can use their indoor voices after ZAP, yâ€™all can first thing in the morning.
- Be considerate. I offer my seat ladies older than me and gentlemen who are much older, i.e. elderly. Every single man should offer my nearly 50 year old butt a seat. I won’t take it, but be a gentleman fergodsakes and offer. Sheesh.
- And pick up after yourself.
- Thank you.
All quiet on the western front
For all of you that have been asking about our brethren at Financial, itâ€™s been awfully quiet this week. If I didnâ€™t have a good rant or two in me, Iâ€™d have to show you the girls.