My Evil Fucking Corporate Masters...

Hyoi · 03-20-2007, 03:18 PM

Back in the days of yore (80X86, XX mh, DOS), one was required to buy ones own workstation. Files were passed back and forth on floppy discs. There was no network. Each peripheral had its own stripped down computer and cheap monitor for input. The "IT department" was an engineer or draftsman or secretary that simply enjoyed solving everyone else's hardware and software problems.

It was actually fun. Enter LANs. The help desk became Ivan the Terrible's throne.

Kitsune · 03-20-2007, 04:06 PM

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Originally Posted by Hyoi

Back in the days of yore (80X86, XX mh, DOS), one was required to buy ones own workstation. Files were passed back and forth on floppy discs. There was no network.

Ah, yes, President Wilson fondly recalled those days following his second term...

Hyoi · 03-20-2007, 07:52 PM

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Originally Posted by Kitsune

Ah, yes, President Wilson fondly recalled those days following his second term...

Well, no. Actually, it was shortly after Benjamin Franklin invented daylight saving time. They didn't even have Huggies then.

03-20-2007, 03:18 PM	#1
Hyoi Faithful Companion Join Date: Mar 2007 Posts: 188	Ivan the Terrible Back in the days of yore (80X86, XX mh, DOS), one was required to buy ones own workstation. Files were passed back and forth on floppy discs. There was no network. Each peripheral had its own stripped down computer and cheap monitor for input. The "IT department" was an engineer or draftsman or secretary that simply enjoyed solving everyone else's hardware and software problems. It was actually fun. Enter LANs. The help desk became Ivan the Terrible's throne. __________________ When you stop trying to make sense of it all, it all begins to make sense.

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