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After five months, eighty job applications, and twelve interviews, today is my first day at the new job, which I started yesterday. I've already had to call the FBI.

 

The FBI is not calling me back, and the perp is still trying to get into the network.

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Well we know who this particular perp is--a disgruntled former member of the IT staff. So no, although I get what you mean about the Feds.

 

That sucks, knowing who it is, but not being able to go to his house and... uh, never mind. :sneaky:

 

We've been having similar problems w/a "disgruntled former employee" vandalizing our equipment. I'm not sure which is worse. A hacker who knows your system or a well-equipped vandal in an oilfield. So far we haven't had any major leaks or spills, fortunately. And we've reported this ass-hat to the local police, but I think it may to be hard to catch him. We're talking about a large, unlit, rural area of operation, with multiple access routes.

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Some background for this cranky post:

 

As some of you know, I'm in med school. As this is Sweden, tuition is free, but I still need to pay rent and eat. As I have a limited amount left of loans and government "stipends" left, I have to work, and I work as an undersköterska -- unlicensed assistive personnel -- at the county hospital of Sunderby. 

 

It's one of the newest hospitals in Northern Europe, and the layout of the place is pretty neat -- two orthogonal glass-covered hallways, with the wards on the outside and the clinics between the halls. There are four levels above ground, and skyways bridging the gap between wards and clinics.

 

Saturday afternoon I clocked out at fifteen past three -- fifteen minutes late, but no problem. I stepped out of the ward and onto the skyway to cross to the stairwell. I glanced to my left, and saw something curious -- a blanket spread out under the next crossing, with two persons kneeling beside it and a third walking about, all dressed as hospital personnel. "Curious place and time to have a training exercise," I thought, and continued on down to the locker room.

 

As I emerged from the personnel door, I saw two ambulances parked by the entrance, with a police bus behind them. I figured they were transporting a dangerous patient, or something. A little further on, I ran into two coworkers, who told me what had happened --- someone jumped from the top floor skyway, smack down on the stone floor of the hall.

 

There's this little thought I have -- it's the one about the horseshoe nail, and how great consequences comes from small actions. If I had been relieved at the time I should've been, I could have seen the whole thing -- or possibly been able to do something about it ...

 

Maybe you might have prevented it, maybe not. I can see where you're coming from (I'd probably feel the same way), but don't torture yourself over what might have been. It only makes you feel worse.

 

You're a good guy. Hang in there.

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Well, a female relative (About age 20)  has apparently been hanging around on smoke breaks with her friends (Honest to god, she has the worst taste in friends. to go by her track record) I did not know this, but apparently it's been going on for  a year now.  So, apparently rather than smoke regularly and risk cancer (Her words) she's trying E-cigs which I tried to explain the World Health Organization had serious doubts about nevermind that you can develop cancer just as easily from regular second hand smoke from said 'friends' if the studies I'd read were accurate.

 

But no, I could watch her eyes drift to the 'please hold' sign right in front of me and the muzak began to play as I voiced my concerns. Her 'logic' sucks so hard it could create a vacuum...*grumble* not that I said that.

 

Stupid kid.

:(

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Had to put Floyd1 into repair for power loss and a "chuck engine" light. Tried on a car at the rental place (a Chevy Cruze--my knees would have been on both sides of the steering wheel if I could have closed the door properly), then got one that fit (a Nissan Altima), but was so modren, I had to ask where the key went (answer: in your pocket, as it's a push button starter).

 

1 The Ford Escort that was in both my housemate's and my name. It used to be red, but the paint's faded a bit (and so the car named itself). I can't drive my Malibu until I get it converted to my name.

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Empathies.  Stacie1 is limping around with what I finally determined is probably a bad O2 sensor.  Not really an issue as long as I keep RPMs up, but the missing and hesitations are really annoying.  New sensor is on order, but I'm not really looking forward to the replacement process, which involves getting under the car with a breaker bar.

 

1 My Integra, who I did not name--her name was just obvious when we met.  She is old enough to vote, and next year, will also be old enough to drink.

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Why in blue f---ing blazes did no one put Newton's extension of Kepler's 3d Law on their crib sheet? We did a bunch of homework with it, as an astrophysicist I waxed rhapsodaic about it, and less than a tenth of the class act like they ever saw it before. I will bark at them tomorrow, "You fools!"

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So, one of our field hands is on vacation, and the guy filling in for him is... forgetful. Monday I found three wells oil with the gas vents shut, too much pressure built up, pumps gas locked, production was down or non-existent. And when I opened the vents, there was... drama. One of them had a barrel over the vent to keep its flare lit (which was out due to the vent being shut off), and it had been shut in for so long and built up so much gas pressure it blew off the barrel when I opened it.

 

So the foreman tells me "check all the wells" because we don't know how many others have been left shut in like this. I split the list with one of our field hands (who knows WTF he's doing) and spent most of my workday yesterday driving around the *&^%$#@! oilfield checking for shut in gas vents. In the process I found a LOT of other problems which hadn't been reported, and I'll be following up on those today....

 

I suppose this could be thought of as "job security."

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Tried to fix Stacie and was soundly defeated by a plastic connector.  I'm literally going to have to dremel the thing out.  But it's almost midnight, and I'm sick, and I can't avoid work tomorrow because I have to get all the evidence together and get it to the investigator before the long weekend.

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