When some changes were made by a vendor,
What they’d send was a batch job suspender.
I’d get called every night
And I’d drive to our site.
To remove every single offender.
Said the third shift, “We’re using our bean!
This we’ll put in our normal routine!”
I like sleeping, you fool!
You had better hope you
Have good coverage! Know what I mean?
“All those printers are old but they’re thriving.
But their docs were all tossed? Are you jiving?”
Yeah, the docs were all canned
By the CIO's hand.
So I spent all that day dumpster diving.
When I went to the customer site
I had wanted to do what was right.
What I jotted down was
What the sysadmin does.
They’re afraid that he soon might take flight.
“Take good notes now, and don’t be a slob.”
I was told by the suits on the job.
Will he soon have no place
In the whole office space?
It just seems like my new name is Bob.
I had gone to the techie to show
How my wireless connection won’t go.
When he installed the driver
I looked like MacGyver
And went from a newbie to pro.
When a PC begins to act squirrelly,
We use Notepad. Our fix, they’ll see early.
Surely, he can reboot.
But he’s not too astute:
“I can’t do it. And don’t call me Shirley.”
Rest in Peace, Leslie Nielsen (1926 - 2010)