ObAnecdote:
A long time ago (17 years), the small software company where I worked was finally connected to the nascent Internet, at a blazing 9600bps. We had a tiny web server running on (then) VM/ESA, serving a static page. The Senior VP of Marketing came by my office and asked if I knew how to fix DNS so it would point to the shiny new corporate page he had just spent a gazillion bucks on. "Sure", sez I, since I'd set up DNS on VM. (I think we were the ONLY site on the planet running a VM DNS as a primary pulling from a secondary, based on the bugs we found and the IBM developer-level support it required to get it working! But I digress.) The nominal data center manager was a guy who'd fallen into the position because the previous one quit, after being told that a long-scheduled, expensive vacation had to be postponed with no notice and no recompense because his boss wanted him to do something. And he was out of town (this was pre-cellphone etc.). Besides, what was he going to do, argue with the Sr. VP? So I fixed the DNS and sent him a note, telling him exactly what I changed and saying "The Senior VP wanted this fixed, so I did it." When he got back, he had a hissy fit about it and yanked all my system privileges. I went to our mutual boss, who called him over, and the conversation went like a bad movie: "Put back Phil's privileges." "No. He shouldn't have done that without my permission." "You weren't available. Put 'em back." "No. I'll walk out this door before I do that." "OK.bye!" And that was that. He was gone. So now I had to do his job, too, but at least I didn't have to deal with his psychosis! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- For IBM-MAIN subscribe / signoff / archive access instructions, send email to [email protected] with the message: INFO IBM-MAIN
