Naughty Bad Server Falls Asleep On Job
Some days I sit with my guitar and sing about fruits. Some days I take off to the wilderness of Scotland and hunt man. Some days – when the weather is just right – I attach an understandably nervous cow to a hang-glider and push it off a mountain and into a short career of “cow-gliding”/panicking air traffic control. Some days I sit and watch the server crash and wait for it to come back up. Guess which day yesterday was?
Well, it was a mixture of both, if I’m honest. I had killed early, and was dressing the corpse with oranges already mid-way through the second verse in my head when I got a Facebook tweet in my Buzzspace telling me the server was “down”. I responded as quick as a panther and pawed the mouse off my desk, embedding it in the wall opposite. I then decided to use the keyboard to type a letter to the hosting company.
Unfortunately my letter got lost in their email, and they wrote back in the middle of the night to me apologizing for the delay.
Anyway, they’ve taught me how to restart the server myself now, which should save a lot of time in the future.
With this new power I will become even greater and one day rule all the seas known to man.
Oh – sorry!