I usually do not write about my work. But now I need some games. Mostly I'm also not such a "great" experience. But first things first: In most cases I manage to organize the work so the spot that I have not even run cables. This time, unfortunately not. I am, by and large, with all the stuff alone. I still have a local and an Indonesian colleague to help. With the local counterparts which is quite ok. He handles all organizational and everything that concerns the contact with the customer. Ok so far. With the Indonesians that's a little harder. He is here to help you later to run the software. Since it until I'm done here, do not really know what to wait, "" helps me hold it. I have no idea how he gets along in life otherwise, but with the practical work he did not really Sun I must admit yes, wire is not just my profession. I try to make the best of it. My cabling is not a work of art, as with some others and I win a beauty contest not so. But it is reasonably clear and you can find at the end of the cable. Now "helps" me so the colleague. He is also really nice and helpful. He has never done anything like this, but there is like all other Indonesian people I know. Lack of knowledge and lack of experience is no problem. He can do the same! So the first cable roll taken. Gezottelt once at each end and the cable salad is ready. Cost me about 10 minutes, arrange the cables back to halfway. That seemed so ever not right for him to be. However, he was not impressed. He just looked at me like I'm wired a server. Then he said, the next he himself can ever begin. I tell him how to do it is not necessary. Watch five minutes is sufficient, then you can. Oh well. Is really no big deal. It defines the role, halfway neatly in the base. The threaded end of which you want to connect through the hole for the cable in the ground, then towards the connector in the server and tries to tidy it halfway between and with the existing supply cables. His first attempt was a disastrous effect. Somehow it was not even recognize the attempt to bring order to set up some pure. The whole resembled a plate of spaghetti.
After he has about a half hour trying to order the stuff I can convince him to just pull everything out again. Then all over again. The second experiment looked at the first sight of something better. After a quick visual check, I told him yes, he could even close the floor. He could not. He did not have all the cables threaded through the opening provided. Well you could just not close to the floor. But it was not really a problem. Did he just ripped the long ends of the rollers and threaded through the hole. Then to arrange the salad again, lasted about half an hour again. Particularly since this came about that smart colleague had labeled only one end of the cable. The other one can do that later. Notes that this was not a good idea, he has steadfastly ignored. What cable end to which belonged, was somewhat difficult to figure out. But has it mastered. Of course, not alone. In the time I would have three servers can rewire itself.
Now one can an Asian but not so easy to say that what he is doing is crap. One can not say that you prefer to dispense with his assistance. The scandal is inevitable. One clenches her teeth and tried to make the best of it. So next attempt. Since we techn out. Reasons, the label for the cables have to label themselves this time, I thought, I can do that from the neck. Pretty tough for me to write so that anyone can read it afterwards. Myself included. I've made an effort, however. It worked. Then I thought, yes he can do that. Since I'm two problems going on. The write with and with his "help". I'm really not known, but there is, apart from doctors, people still have a worse writing than I am. The guy must have been meant Alfred Brehm, when he wrote "He had a terrible claw." My hair stood on end. When the haircut is not easy to get! "That's perfectly fine. My handwriting can read any. "I've let him do. Those things stick to the cable, he did not get executed. Saw even from evil, but I was not really bothered. I guessed what's coming! Had been plastered over after all the label somehow, has tried to connect the cables. Already at the second he looked somewhat helpless on the scribble. Especially since he had it stuck so intelligent that they could not read more than half. Killed in a nutshell: I have all that stuff again deposed, the label itself written, and the cords attached. I was lucky. The colleague had to go. He is a Muslim and had to go to Friday prayers. Now I must necessarily think of something else next week, as I did it discourages me to "help".