Friday, Feb 16, 2007 @ 10:03 pm I received a foreboding text message.
Not so good news. Can you or Mell come to work tomorrow? !@#$% server crashed. Need to reinstall the application.
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Saturday, Feb 17, 2007
A committed suicide by jumping off a building. He fell on B. A survived the crush while killing B on the process.
Was A liable for B's death?
I can't believe how others tried to buy their way out of the hypothetical question. Funny thing was, one lady answered that B for all his bad luck should sue A (Didn't B just die beacause A landed on him. Funny girl.)
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Sunday, Feb 18, 2007 @ 8:05 am
Still tired and sleepy from saturday activities, I went to our office. Sunday and Ayala avenue was like a ghost town save for a group of 2-3 person, probably call center agents. Our office building, I found out, closes its front entrance. And I have to sign the guard's logbook. There was only one elavator available, well who would use it anyway on a sunday.
And why on Konoha's name am I in the office on a Sunday? Because our Php 100K+ server conked out without any signs of imminent breakdown. Alone in the office at 8:00 am on a sunday? I can say I'm living my life to the foolest... And what a streak of badluck, with outside temparature reaching 35 degrees centigrade, I have to endure a 2 hour bus ride which has a powerful aircon that can't even lower the temparature half a degree. Result -- headache. All is well that ends well yakitty-yak-yak... nuninu... kung hei fat choi ...
