Our ancient San Francisco headquarters received a major seismic upgrade late in the last century, and during this time, what with all the other mods (base isolation, ground-floor shearwall), they wired the place for the coming information superhighway of the future! The whole project took a few years, during which we leased premises across town. They must have done the wiring late in the process, because I'd already been assigned the adjacent office, lately and unjustly stolen from me, as a workroom/equipment room back under a friendlier management regime. Any computer or telecommunications gear contemplated? they asked me. Nope, quoth I. So...
They installed not a single data port. The division that has lately displaced me (at great personal and professional inconvenience, o my brothers, droogies and only friends) is now howling to high heaven, and the LAN guy is shrugging at them in the infuriating way that LAN guys have. "Can't make bricks without fiberoptic."
I'm not getting the space back, but nevertheless, I gloat.
vindictively,
They installed not a single data port. The division that has lately displaced me (at great personal and professional inconvenience, o my brothers, droogies and only friends) is now howling to high heaven, and the LAN guy is shrugging at them in the infuriating way that LAN guys have. "Can't make bricks without fiberoptic."
I'm not getting the space back, but nevertheless, I gloat.
vindictively,