------------------------------------------------------------------ A pinch of probably is worth a pound of perhaps. --- BBBS/NT v3.33 How-D * Origin: Dalen BBS - +Bergen/Norway+ - <+47-55167262> (2:211/35) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00004 Date: 02/19/97 From: RENALD LOIGNON Time: 09:38pm \/To: LAWRENCE GARVIN (Read 4 times) Subj: unix vs linux? LG> BARRY HANCOCK said in a message to Nick Alcock: BH>> Nick & Paul, if memory serves well, Xenix, which I supported BH>> from 1984-1988 (on Radio Shack model 16s and 6000s) LG> Well, well... a fellow Radio Shack CSR. :) Make that three, including yours truly. Just 17 months ago, I migrated one of the last T6000 holdovers in Montreal, a law firm with about 10 users, to an SCO environment. Remember filePro 16, now called filePro Plus? They are still using it, and in fact just today they called me for some help in creating custom reports for their GL package, developed by a former local Xenix/filePro afficionado (originally on Tandy Xenix, and later on SCO Xenix)... --- GoldED 2.50+ * Origin: Point of View (1:167/133.100) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00005 Date: 02/20/97 From: LAWRENCE GARVIN Time: 01:05am \/To: ALL (Read 4 times) Subj: (3 of 10) Bastard Operator from Hell BASTARD OPERATOR FROM HELL #3 So I'm working so hard I barely have time to drive into town and watch a movie before I told people their printing will be ready. The queue's WAAAAY too long to have everything printed (and sorted) by the time I told them, so I kill all the small jobs so there's only 2 left and I can sort them in no time. Then, after the movie, (which was one of those slack Bertolucci ones that takes about 3 hours till the main character is killed off in a visionary experience) I get back and clear the printouts. There's about 50 people waiting outside and I've got two printouts. That's about average for me. I thought I'd killed more tho. Anyway, I put out the printouts and walk slooowly inside, fingering the clipboard with "ACCOUNTS TO REMOVE" in big letters on the back. No-one says anything. As usual. I'm sitting back in the Operations Armchair, watching the computer room closed circuit TV, which just happens to be connected to the frame-grabber's Video player (sent off for repair, due back sometime in '96) when the phone rings. That must be the 2nd time today, and it's really starting to get to me! "Yes?" I say, pausing the picture. "I've accidentally deleted my C.V!" the voice at the other end of the line says. "You have? What was your username?" He tells me. What the hell, I AM bored. "Ah no, you didn't delete it - I did." "What?" "I deleted it. It was full of shit! You didn't ever get more than a B- in any of your subjects!" "Huh?" "And that crap about being a foreign exchange student, that was your girlfriend and we both know it." "Huh?!!" "Your academic records. I checked them, you were lying.." "How did y.." He clicks. "It's you isn't it? THE BASTARD OPERATOR FROM HELL!" "In the flesh, on the phone and in your account.... You shouldn't have called you know. You especially shouldn't have given me your username.." >clickety< >click< "Neither should you have sent that mail to the System Manager >telling him what you think of him in graphic terms..." "I didn't send any.." >clickety< >click<...... "No, you didn't did you? But who can tell these days. Not to worry though, It'll all be over VERY soon.." >clickedy click< "..change my username back, and..." "b-b-b.." he blubs, like a stood-up date "Goodbye now" I say pleasantly, "you've got bags to pack and a life to start over..." I hang up. Two seconds later the red phone goes. I pick it up, it's the boss. He mumbles the username of the person I was just talking to, mentions something about a nasty mail message, and utters the words "You know what to do...", with the dots and everything. Later, inside the Municipal Energy Authority Computer, as I'm modifying the poor pleb's Energy Bill by several zeros, I can't help but think about what lapse of judgement - what act of heinous stupidity causes them to call. Then, even later, when I'm adding the poor pleb's photo image over the top of the FBI's online "MOST Wanted Armed and Dangerous, SHOOT ON SIGHT" offenders list, I realise, I'll probably never know; but life goes on. A couple of hours later, as I see the SWAT vehicle roll up outside the poor pleb's apartment I realise that for some, it just doesn't. But tommorrow is another day. --- * Origin: The Enchanted Forest | Houston, Texas (1:106/8277) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00006 Date: 02/20/97 From: LAWRENCE GARVIN Time: 01:01am \/To: ALL (Read 4 times) Subj: (1 of 10) Bastard Operator From Hell BASTARD OPERATOR FROM HELL #1 It's backup day today so I'm pissed off. Being the BOFH, however,does have it's advantages. I reassign null to be the tape device - it's so much more economical on my time as I don't have to keep getting up to change tapes every 5 minutes. And it speeds up backups too, so it can't be all bad. A user rings "Do you know why the system is slow?" they ask "It's probably something to do with..." I look up today's excuse ".. clock speed" "Oh" (Not knowing what I'm talking about, they're satisfied) "Do you know when it will be fixed?" "Fixed? There's 275 users on your machine, and one of them is you. Don't be so selfish - logout now and give someone else a chance!" "But my research results are due in tommorrow and all I need is one page of Laser Print.." "SURE YOU DO. Well; You just keep telling yourself that buddy!" I hang up. Sheesh, you'd really think people would learn not to call! The phone rings. It'll be him again, I know. That annoys me. I put on a gruff voice "HELLO, SALARIES!" "Oh, I'm sorry, I've got the wrong number" "YEAH? Well what's your name buddy? Do you know WASTED phone calls cost money? DO YOU? I've got a good mind to subtract your wasted time, my wasted time, and the cost of this call from your weekly wages! IN FACT I WILL! By the time I've finished with you, YOU'LL OWE US money! WHAT'S YOUR NAME - AND DON'T LIE, WE'VE GOT CALLER ID!" I hear the phone drop and the sound of running feet - he's obviously going to try and get an alibi by being at the Dean's office. I look up his username and find his department. I ring the Dean's secretary. "Hello?" she answers "Hi, SIMON, B.O.F.H HERE, LISTEN, WHEN THAT GUY COMES RUNNING INTO YOUR OFFICE IN ABOUT 10 SECONDS, CAN YOU GIVE HIM A MESSAGE?" "I think so..." she says "TELL HIM `HE CAN RUN, BUT HE CAN'T HIDE'" "Um. Ok" "AND DON'T FORGET NOW, I WOULDN'T WANT TO HAVE TO TELL ANYONE ABOUT THAT FILE IN YOUR ACCOUNT WITH YOUR ANSWERS TO THE PUURITY TEST IN IT..." I hear her scrabbling at the terminal... "DON'T BOTHER - I HAVE A COPY. BE A GOOD GIRL AND PASS THE MESSAGE ON" She sobs her assent and I hang up. And the worst thing is, I was just guessing about the purity test thing. I grab a quick copy anyway, it might make for some good late-night reading. Meantime backups have finished in record time, 2.03 seconds. Modern technology is wonderful, isn't it. Another user rings. "I need more space" he says "Well, why don't you move to Texas?" I ask "No, on my account, stupid." Stupid? Uh-Oh.. "I'm terribly sorry" I say, in a polite manner equal to that of Jimmy Stewart in a Family Matinee "I didn't quite catch that. What was it that you said" I smell the fear coming down the line at me, but it's too late, he's a goner and he knows it. "Um, I said what I wanted was more space on my account, *please*" "Sure, hang on" I hear him gasp his relief even though he covered the mouthpeice. "There, you've got plenty of space now" "How much have I got" Now this REALLY *PISSES* *ME* *OFF*! Not only do they want me to give them extra space, they want to check it, to correct me if I don't give them enough. They should be happy with what I give them *and that's it* Back into Jimmy Stewart mode. "Well, let's see, you have 4 Meg available" "Wow! Eight Meg in total, thanks!" he says pleased with his bargaining power "No" I interrupt, savouring this like a fine red, room temperature "4 Meg in total" "Huh? I'd used 4 Meg already, How could I have 4 Meg Available?" I say nothing. It'll come to him. "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhH!" I kill me; I really do --- * Origin: The Enchanted Forest | Houston, Texas (1:106/8277) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00007 Date: 02/20/97 From: LAWRENCE GARVIN Time: 01:03am \/To: ALL (Read 4 times) Subj: (2 of 10) Bastard Operator from Hell BASTARD OPERATOR FROM HELL #2 I'm sitting at the desk, playing x-tank, when some thoughtless bastard rings me on the phone. I pick it up. "Hello?" I say. "Who is this?" they say "It's me I think" I say, having been through a telephone skills course "Me Who?" "Is this like a knock knock joke?" I say, trying anything to save myself having to end this game. Too LATE! I get killed. Now I'm pissed! "What can I do for you?" I ask pleasantly - (one of the key warning signs) "Um, I want to know if we have a particular software package.." "Which package is that?" "Uh, B-A-S-I-C it's called." "Um no, we don't have that. We used to though.." "oh. Oh well, the other thing I wanted to know was, could the contents of my account be copied to tape to I have a permanent copy of them to save at home in case the worst happens.." "The worst?" "Well, like they get deleted or something..." "DELETED! Oh, don't worry about that, we have backups" (I'm such a *shit*) "What was your username?" He gives me his lusername. (What an idiot) "But you haven't got any files in your account!" I say, mock surprise leaping from my vocal chords. "Yes I have, you must be looking in the wrong place!" So first he spoils my x-tank game, and now he's calling me a liar... "Oh no, I made a mistake" I say Did he mutter "typical" under his breath? Oh dear, oh dear.. "I MEANT TO SAY: That username doesn't exist" "Huh? >wimper< It must do, I was only using it this morning!" "Ah well, that'll be the problem, there was a virus in our system this morning, the... uh... De Vinci Virus, wipes out users who are logged in when it goes off." "That can't be right, my girlfriend was logged in, and I'm in her account now!" "Which one was that?" He tells me the username. Some people NEVER learn.. "Oh, yeah, her account was just after we discovered the virus." "..she only lost all her files" "But..." "But don't worry, we've got them all on tape" "Oh, thank goodness!!!" "Paper tape. Have you got a magnifying glass and a pencil. SEE YOU IN THE MACHINE ROOM!!!! NYAHAHAHAHAHA!" I'm such a prick! --- * Origin: The Enchanted Forest | Houston, Texas (1:106/8277) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00008 Date: 02/17/97 From: KURT WEISKE Time: 06:34am \/To: MICHAEL LUTZ (Read 4 times) Subj: Re: Unix for a 286 ? -=> Quoting Michael Lutz to Kurt Weiske <=- ND> KW> I currently have a MINIX box up with several users, serving mail, FTP, ND> KW> and web pages, on a 286-12 with 2 megs of RAM and 100 megs of Disk. ML> Where does one find this nice little program? Either buy the book by Dr. Andy Tanenbaum (I think it's called "Operating Systems Design and Principles") or go to http://www.cs.vu.nl or http://minix1.hampshire.edu. The second address is a great starter point, because Al Woodhull, the man who owns the site has lots of other MINIX links gathered together. --kW --- Blue Wave/DOS v2.30 * Origin: realitycheckBBS - San Francisco, CA +1 415 666 0339 (1:161/418) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00009 Date: 02/20/97 From: JAN-VIDAR KLEVENGEN Time: 07:21am \/To: GUY LEFRANCOIS (Read 4 times) Subj: MIME problem Guy Lefrancois, In a message on 15 February, you wrote to me : GL> This is not Unix related, but here is a possible solution. Since I'm using a unix-like system, I tought it was related... :) GL> You need to save the message to a file, find a base64 decoder GL> for your platform and feed the saved message to the decoder. GL> This will process the ascii gibberish and generate the zip file GL> you want. Just then unzip it. GL> GL> Hope that helps. It helps.. I've fixed the problem.. Thanks ... --- BBBS/2 v3.33 How-D * Origin: BarCode BBS - Norway (2:210/20) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00010 Date: 02/20/97 From: JAN-VIDAR KLEVENGEN Time: 07:21am \/To: HAAVARD VAAGSTOEL (Read 4 times) Subj: MIME problem Haavard Vaagstoel, In a message on 16 February, to Rune Johansen, wrote : HV> RJ> base64 to do keyword search in the filesystem. Both DOS and OS/2 rogr HV> RJ> available. HV> HV> You think JVK would use OS/2 or DOS? He'll rather die, I bet ;> Maybe.. I sometime use DOS, but it's not installed at this time of writing. I'm thinking of installing Calderas OpenDOS soon... But you're right.. Unix systems are best.. :) ... --- BBBS/2 v3.33 How-D * Origin: BarCode BBS - Norway (2:210/20) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00011 Date: 02/19/97 From: PAUL WANKADIA Time: 09:36pm \/To: LAWRENCE GARVIN (Read 4 times) Subj: BOFH On 17 Feb 97, Lawrence Garvin wrote to Paul Wankadia -- [re BOFH] PW> Could you send that in email to 'paulw@tpgi.com.au'...??? LG> No, Paul, I'm afraid I cannot. The email address I use (@eforest...) [stuff deleted] I've ftp-ed m'self a copy already. Thanks anyway. BTW are there any differences between ftp servers that could possibly affect one's ftp client??? --- PPoint 2.00 * Origin: Junyer's Workshop (3:640/772.3) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 176 UNIX Ref: E2T00012 Date: 02/21/97 From: YURIY OBLOVATSKIY Time: 12:24am \/To: ERIK WARMELINK (Read 4 times) Subj: UNIZ TAR on a PC /-/ /, Erik! c 16 1997 02:09, Erik Warmelink ᠫ Paul Wurster: PW>> Does anyone have a UNIX TAR (compression) utility that can run PW>> on an IBM PC..... or direct me to where I could obtain one. > I don't understand the question, it is easy to run Unix on an IBM PC, try > Linux, FreeBSD etc. All those Unices (sp?) have tar. > BTW tar is used to archive (originally Tape ARchive), not to compress. May be TAR archiver for DOS ? If someone needs it -> ask by netmail Bye , Erik ... Yuriy [ TEAM OS/2 ] [ TEAM COOL ] e-mail:tigra@jober.kiev.ua 襫 ᠬ 襫 祭 . --- 3.00.A1+ ... * Origin: No comments (2:463/2048)