In Transit On The High Seas: Day Two
3/9:
After a surprisingly restful evening, it's time to face the job at hand. The weather has cleared up, but the seas are still a bit rough. It's a Sea Day, today, with no ports of call. The upside is that I'm not missing anything else. The downside is that everyone stays on the ship and gets in my way.
I meet my contacts: the IT manager, the Finance officer, and the arcade technician. We swap numbers; I am given an official ship-working-guy phone to carry with me so I can be reached if needed. We go our separate ways.
Myself and the tech proceed to the arcade to begin work. The goal is to get one machine up and working, so that we can verify our settings, and then do the big push on the next day while everyone else is on shore. Getting things to work takes a little while, as my laptop doesn't want to log on to the correct and well-hidden network the devices will be operating on. Finally, using a wired connection does the trick, though it limits my movement, and we get a machine working. Yay us.
We break for some dinner (well, a late lunch for me, having worked straight through), and agree to meet back up at 8:30. I amuse myself by checking emails and trying to get some other work done. It's possible that I'm becoming a bit of a workaholic. I consider this, and think to myself that I'm the only person I know who could be on a cruise ship and think, "I need a vacation."
The tech and I meet back at the arcade, and start working on machines. My plan was to get a few done, and then call it a night. What I have failed to consider is that my associate wants his shore leave, by damn. Seven hours later, we've finished every machine in the arcade. I stagger back to my room and call it a night.
After a surprisingly restful evening, it's time to face the job at hand. The weather has cleared up, but the seas are still a bit rough. It's a Sea Day, today, with no ports of call. The upside is that I'm not missing anything else. The downside is that everyone stays on the ship and gets in my way.
I meet my contacts: the IT manager, the Finance officer, and the arcade technician. We swap numbers; I am given an official ship-working-guy phone to carry with me so I can be reached if needed. We go our separate ways.
Myself and the tech proceed to the arcade to begin work. The goal is to get one machine up and working, so that we can verify our settings, and then do the big push on the next day while everyone else is on shore. Getting things to work takes a little while, as my laptop doesn't want to log on to the correct and well-hidden network the devices will be operating on. Finally, using a wired connection does the trick, though it limits my movement, and we get a machine working. Yay us.
We break for some dinner (well, a late lunch for me, having worked straight through), and agree to meet back up at 8:30. I amuse myself by checking emails and trying to get some other work done. It's possible that I'm becoming a bit of a workaholic. I consider this, and think to myself that I'm the only person I know who could be on a cruise ship and think, "I need a vacation."
The tech and I meet back at the arcade, and start working on machines. My plan was to get a few done, and then call it a night. What I have failed to consider is that my associate wants his shore leave, by damn. Seven hours later, we've finished every machine in the arcade. I stagger back to my room and call it a night.
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