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| Birth of the Morlocks |
It's management's way of telling you that you might as well face the fact that you're the first generation of a new race troglodytes whose entire world from birth to death for centuries to come will consist of the aisles between the great servers that they tend.
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Hey, I could have used me some capsule hotel when I was in grad school. There were times when the 90-minute trip from school to work was too much to contemplate, and I bought a night at the local Red Roof Inn for the sake of three or four hours' sleep. Most of the room went extremely unused.
Nothing unusual about this thing, actually. When the crunch hits, either because the deadline looms or because you need to monitor how something is running, you put in long hours. Nature of the beast. If your employer likes to keep you in permanent crisis mode you look for another job. But if you get slack periods to recover from the crises, well, that's the lifestyle.
This is right out of some bad cyberpunk RPG. Not even from the only good ones, namely Shadowrun and the original Cyberpunk 2020.
Of course, Our Enlightened Leaders would love to have us all living in dorms like this. That way, we'd wouldn't be harming Holy Mother Gaia- and they could keep an eye on us.
BTW, the site took over 10 minutes to load on Mozilla. And I'm using a new(er) computer with a faster Pentium processor I just acquired. What am I doing wrong?
cheers
eon
Mmmmmmm....
Tasty Eloi.
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Also....
Good practice for the Lunar Base designers.
I've had to pull several weekend-long shifts when the data had to move. My comrades and I would bring in sleeping bags and bunk in our cubes. We would crib a video projector from one of the conference rooms and watch movies on a wall. Not such a big deal, and if you're getting paid for it then it can be a real sweet deal.
No worse than quarter berth.
Which is usually the skipper's dorm.
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