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Comment Re:ummm.no. (Score 1) 331

Was in a company when the decision to go either the new Visual .net Basic or C# came up. Most of the coders wanted to stick to VB, even though the company was willing to shell out decent money for training for all of us. The ONLY way I got sense into them was saying "that'd be great, because if you look at the job sites, it looks like VB .net coders earn a lot less than C# coders, so we can get contractors at a far better rate to help us out with this big project" and even then I had to let it sit with a few of them for some time before they got it.

Comment Where to start... (Score 3, Interesting) 351

Got hooked, like many here I'm sure, playing on a 386. Had to crank down the quality to half, and knock down the screen display by a few notches to make it playable. Didn't matter, was soon ignoring the world around me. Would get up in morning, clear Doom before going downstairs for a pee, it became instinct. Then speedrunning through Doom2 before going to sleep. Every day. For months.
And the Doom dreams.... Don't tell me no-one else, when playing crazy amounts, wouldn't have dreams where the movement was Doom, the fast speeds, the strafing. Could be a regular other dream, but the movement would snap me out of it.

At Uni, we had a trip down to..hmm. can't remember if it was Birmingham or London, some tradeshow. Met the lovely David McCandless and the rest of the PCPro?(PCGamer? PCZone? Was a bit ago), and didn't do too bad. Everyone else was bitching about the 486's running slow, but after being used to 386, it was fantastic. Got through to the end of the informal matches, just McCandless beating me. Got a few freebies that were much appreciated.

Got into making own levels for when we had a lan party. The local shopping mall level was very popular (so wish I could find it again).


Left Uni not long after, got a job, then had a funny phone call out of the blue. "Hello, you don't know me, but I'm a producer for a TV show about computer games, and we heard you could make levels, we're based in Leeds, could you come and make a level of the studio for us please?" "Sure, uhm, how did you even begin to get my number?" "well, we rang directory enquiries for iD's number in the US and the guy asked us what for, when we told them we wanted a level, he said it'd be unlikely they'd have time, but he knew a guy... and so we're ringing you!" (thanks Malcom!). Funnily enough, was dating a girl from Leeds and was there most weekends anyway. Got to see some film they covered the tix at the cinema for, got to see the Playstation and play Tekken before it was released in the UK ("this is going to change everything!"), and made some levels. The other guy they contacted to make the monsters look like the presenters ended up being the Doom UK champ for a few years, but never got chance to meet him.

Was an amazing game, it was all down to getting it working that I got a network card, learned how to configure it, first ipx/spx, then later tcp/ip, that's come in very useful in my career. Enjoyed the creation of maps/monsters, that's also been a pastime in later years, nothing professional, but enough to amuse me.
Been a blast, BFG blast.

Comment Re:Hmmmmm (Score 1) 90

Phone ping tower, gov 'box of tricks' looks up IMEI of device and does a look up if a known phone. Stores time/imei/signal strength to DB. Looks up if device is 'known', if yes, carry on. If not listed (possible through mistake/someone visiting from Canada), 'ping' phone a bit more in depth/look up more records into foreign telcos to find out who that person is. Where have they been, check that imei to see where else it's been/what other wifi's it's connected to, 'ah, connected upto Starbucks? run the check on other DB to collate their FB login info/list of other websites checked'.
If this is matching a profile of an 'unregistered phone', do a few more 'pings' detection of the OS, can now find if it IS likely to be an unregistered phone. If police car nearby, route to location, using a picture pulled from the FB for a positive ID check.
or if you pull them over for something else, do the check and if using non-US approved spy phone, arrest on spot/plug in phone to 'slurp-App',
10 let intTerroristsFound = intTerroristsFound + 1;
20 subSendEmail(strGov,"Subject:more funding needed","another bad guy picked up, send moar money!");

most of this could be automated, found easily, and it's just what do they want to do with that information.

Comment Re:Seems trivial to mask (Score 1) 81

Aye, spin up an AWS instance in whatever region you need, run Chrome, and chrome remote the screen to your real machine/tablet/phone anywhere in the world. Heck, if Netflix is now running using AWS, it's probably a couple of racks over it needs to get to, decent ping rate! "It's already in the house!!!"

Comment Re:Great research (Score 1) 152

Excellent, italics is a great way to give a hint, we need something to give a clue that what's being written should be looked at different. We use a ? at the end to show we meant a question, and that use can instantly let you know that the sentence was different. When the character set doesn't support italics (like some emails?) I still think using a marker at the BEGINNING of the sentence is a solid way to let the reader know that what is about to follow should be read with a sarcastic tone (as you need to know in advance to be useful, the question mark works as you can just 'go up in pitch' for that last word and it works, but we need more with sarcasm. No need for new fonts, italics, just use a '!' at the beginning. !no one would EVER get that confused. Can still use a ? at the ned to make a sarcastic question; !did you mean to drop all that ? and as far as I'm aware, it's not used elsewhere in any existing language, we just get to use an existing glyph in a new way. And that this is a techy site, you can see it as the 'not' operator. Dunno what to call it though, a Sarcalic?

Comment Re:Managers are dumbasses (Score 1) 144

if only it was "bonks LIKE an animal"... A manager brought his son's computer in to have a 'quick look at when I've got a spare moment' /raises eye to my manager "just get it done, no need to upset anyone" "ok then..." "like... now? drop what you're doing and just sort it" "ok..."

The Manager and my manager follow me into the workspace and hover over my shoulder as I plug it in, power it on, do the usual updates/driver checks/system info/clear temp folders/scan disk/defrag, the sort of stuff you do before you really start putting your trouble shooting head on.
me "oh, what's this I see here?" as I find a hidden folder in the root folder called 'sex'.
tits.mpg /doubleclick expecting some random lightweight boobs juggling.
No, full on animal stuff, some chick being rogered by a horse.

the room went very silent very fast. "so.. uhm.. what did you say the problem was again?" "it's ok, as long as it turns on and runs eh? just pop it back in it's box, I'll take it back to him.


Then the MD who retired was having trouble with his computer, top end kit that he'd ordered for himself just before retiring to have at home. He'd bring it in every month for some new problem where he'd installed something and the malware had knocked something else out, the usual stuff, happened often. What was different was that he was well into using usenet. Not often I saw anyone with that, and probably where he was getting all the viruses from, lets have a quick look, and... oh. uhm, OH! Right, uhm... "Oh, that's ok, don't worry about it, I have a friend we try to out do each other which who can find the strangest things on the internet." Well, I think he won all right. Luckily no kiddie stuff, just lots of (again) animal stuff, and interracial gay stuff, all perfectly normal! We'd had a big project to get everyone sorted with email. At the time, company being around 125 people, 6 locations, I found it odd they'd not had email a long time before, but as a haulage/shipping company, they lived on crazy amounts of faxes, but were a bit behind the times before they realised they needed an IT department and had hired my boss and then me. Still, they didn't like spending money, and instead of doing it right and spending even half the budget they could end up spending in the pub for a 'management meeting', we did it really on the cheap. 28kbaud dial up modem. Internal emails flew around obviously, but the model was 'dial up every hour, send out, receive, drop the connection' Then changed to 'every 30minutes' as the quickly got hooked on email. But basically, from the moment it first dialed up in the morning, it never dropped it's connection, the amount of 'emails' quickly saturated the slow link. Head bean counter saw the phone bill and wondered what was going on, my manager used it as an excuse to get an ISDN line paid for, but still the bean counter wanted to know what was going on. Especially as we'd had a few virus breakouts that had brought a couple of departments down for an hour as we sorted things out. So we stayed late one night, head bean counter included, to go around each machine and see what was going on.
well.. being a shipping/haulage company, with there being a few firings for some of the drivers running pr0n importing businesses on the side, it was obvious what we found. Hundreds of megabytes per machine filled with sick and depraving stuff. Wasn't anything mild, it was all intense fetish(where did her arm go?)/gangbanging/animals again. Head beancounter was not happy, that we found so much of this in the SENT folder to external addresses, he was flipping his lid that there was a huge liability/legal issue that so much sick stuff had been sent out from our company. He flew up to his office to send out a company wide email/print out a memo posted everywhere to warn people that this was it, last chance, firings and police involvement if done again. Now, we never got all the machines cleared out in the evening, so we carried on in the morning. I'll never forget going to one department, and the one annoying girl saying "feel free to check my email, I think you'll find there's nothing untoward going on there!" "yup, looks all good there, nothing bad, now lets switch profiles and see whats..." "STOP!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT, THAT"S PERSONAL EMAIL!" "err, this is company property, hardware/software/the lot" "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" "why not? you just said feel free to search, you've nothing to hide" at this point her manager wandered over "what's going on here? not a problem is there?" "Well, she's freaking out about us checking the machine, we're trying to clear all the virus attachments and pr0n from the computers, and this is one of the last machines we have to check, all the rest have been done, and there's a problem..." "TELL HIM HE CAN'T CHECK MY PERSONAL EMAIL" the manager starts looking agitated, but right at this point, head beancounter comes into the room to distribute his paper memo, and... yeah, her manager backed off, beancounter floated over my shoulder as we changed profile and...
Yeah, a whole lot of persona email, that her co-workers next to her were busily snooping at, all the more fun because it was obvious she was having an affair with the contractor brought in, who was married, and she was getting married within the month. Oh, and a whole load of sick pron. Turned out that she won the prize for the most megabytes of pron in her inbox/sent folder by far. She wasn't with the company for much longer after that, this was just the nail in the coffin.

They should make us swear nda's or something, as we see all the dirty secrets to a company. So.. yeah, it's very odd being in IT support, the stuff you see... /shiver.

Comment Re:So what should we do? (Score 2) 567

Reminds me... BMW i3 Wifey hates me tootling around in my Smart Car, and for some reason though the BWM i3 would be better. Went to the showroom, and... so unintentionally hilarious. Sales guy is smooth, he's got the answers to all the obvious questions, the range, the option of the small gas motor for extra range, the 'if all your doing is driving 10 miles there and back, you'll be fine' stuff. And we got to the 'gas cap' thing, the cover over the power socket that you actually plug the power into. It's electrically operated. The showroom car was totally flat, "err, how do you open the power cap thingy if it's battery operated but the battery is flat?" "hmm, that's odd, but let me show you the... " "no, hang on, this is kinda a bit design issue for me, if I can't open the cap..." "yes, yes of course, let me look into that for you while we get you a test drive" and he calls over the other sales guy to handle that, as he then goes crazy at the 'youngsters' "I WAS AWAY TWO WEEKS, YOU HAD ONE JOB, ONE JOB! MAKE SURE THE ELECTRIC CAR WAS PLUGGED IN! If any of you idiots lose me this sale, you're all fired" lots of arm waving, wildly gesturing, probably thought we couldn't hear him outside through the glass, but the whole showroom was watching, and I was offering helpful commentary. We went for a test drive, back in 15-20 minutes and 5 young sales associates and the first guy were clambering all over the car, pushing/prodding everything you could thing of, all the optional extras were on the floor as they continued to look. The test drive sales guy realises what's happening and takes us to look at the different models, and one last look over the shoulder see's the 5 people still all over the car, one of them underneath the car, as the head sales guy is flipping furiously through the think manual. 10 minutes later, we're back, the port is open and the power cable is plugged in, no lights on the car yet, they must have /really/ let it drain out "oh, all sorted?" "oh yes, no problem at all really, there's just a tiny hidden button behind the rear seat that you need to press, no problem at all really..." Sure everyone in that showroom knows where the manual cover pop open button is now though.

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