Not so funny thing happened to me yesterday. I am the "official-unofficial" comuter guru at work (all because my husband is a computer technician) so whenever things break down or need updating, I'm the "it" girl. We have 2 computers that work together to maintain our database of scanned items which are subsequently shredded after scanning. We got a new copier about a month ago, fancy thing that makes you feel like you're on the Starship Enterprise. After several weeks of tweaking, we finally got it to scan our charts and things were just perfect. I found out that if we experience a jam on the copier while scanning a chart, a blank scan is created which will cause problems with "computer A" processing it. Now, what you have to know is that we scan files to Computer A which converts it into a PDF file that is read by Computer B. No one ever explained to me that the PDF files are stored on Computer A! I thought they were "exported" to Computer B and stored there. Again, I "assumed" and you know what happens when you "assume". So, about 2 weeks ago, I was showing the girls how to locate the blank scan so they could delete it which would allow Computer A to continue processing the scans. While showing them where to look, I noticed a bunch of PDF files. I checked Computer B and yep, those files were show up. So I did what any normal idiot would do and I deleted the PDF files, about 200 or more of them. In my moment of uninformed clarity, I also emptied the "Recycle Bin" just to make sure the computer was running up to speed.
Fast forward to yesterday. Sissy was trying to find a file in Computer B and none of my February's batch was showing up. After banging my head against the desk several times, I realized what I had not been previously informed. Computer A holds the PDF files. The same files of which I had deleted 200 or more of. We back up our systems but only use 3 cassettes so they write over the info everytime I do a backup. That was a bust. A technincian came out and tried to do a recovery but again, a bust. So I had to tell my boss that I deleted all those files but luckily we still had about 175 of them that had not been shredded so we could rescan them. Yeah, I felt like a schmuck and basically pouted the rest of the day. What's left to do then? Dye my hair of course. I have pretty long hair, to my bra strap and I've been dying my hair for years. Yesterday's inspiration? Burgandy. So now I have multiple shades of hair running from a cool burgandy on top with my often dyed ends ending up looking like a blackberry. I kinda like it though. Makes me feel like a rocker chick. An old rocker chick.
My hubby just smiled, actually said cool when he saw it went back to watching TV. So, what's next? Mardi Gras parade in Shreveport tomorrow with my sisters (no New Orleans for us - we're not stupid aside from what this post may imply about me). And I'm going to start running next week at the gym.
Have a great week!
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