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Back story: When I worked for <previous company>, I worked in the same office complex as I do for <current company>. The tech complex management loves playing with my access levels. At <last company>, I'd occasionally find out my access to the bathrooms had been removed, forcing me to go around the building to the back door to get in through that access point.
Occasionally they removed access to both, forcing me to find access to another building and use that. I thought now that I'm at <current company> I escaped those shenanigans. I was wrong.
Also, I have a punctured eardrum from shooting at the range Saturday, even though I was wearing hearing protection...go figure. Elevators are agony, and leave me disoriented for a few minutes after a ride, until pressure equalizes inside my head. Doing anything other than standing or sitting upright is also miserable.
So, I needed to change an ethernet cable on a server in the basement. Hopped in the elevator, rode down 4 floors while holding my left ear and writhing in agony, wobbled down the hallway, almost falling over more than once, got to the door, and because you have half a second between removing your badge from the sensor and the door relocking, you have to reach rather far to hold the badge to the sensor while pushing on the door. Not an easy task when you have no equilibrium.
After pushing for a few seconds, I realize the tech complex's shenanigans found me at a different company. My access to the data center in the basement is now gone. I got to ride up the 4 floors, again in agony, wobble down to the nearest sysadmin's desk who has access and ask him to make the change for me.
Fuck you, Management Company. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
Occasionally they removed access to both, forcing me to find access to another building and use that. I thought now that I'm at <current company> I escaped those shenanigans. I was wrong.
Also, I have a punctured eardrum from shooting at the range Saturday, even though I was wearing hearing protection...go figure. Elevators are agony, and leave me disoriented for a few minutes after a ride, until pressure equalizes inside my head. Doing anything other than standing or sitting upright is also miserable.
So, I needed to change an ethernet cable on a server in the basement. Hopped in the elevator, rode down 4 floors while holding my left ear and writhing in agony, wobbled down the hallway, almost falling over more than once, got to the door, and because you have half a second between removing your badge from the sensor and the door relocking, you have to reach rather far to hold the badge to the sensor while pushing on the door. Not an easy task when you have no equilibrium.
After pushing for a few seconds, I realize the tech complex's shenanigans found me at a different company. My access to the data center in the basement is now gone. I got to ride up the 4 floors, again in agony, wobble down to the nearest sysadmin's desk who has access and ask him to make the change for me.
Fuck you, Management Company. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
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