6/21/2006
Machine room from hell
I can see bits of old velcro cable tidies and chunks of plastic from god only knows where all over the floor. A little further down there are a few chunks of wood and a discarded tissue. I didn't know they let carpenters with runny noses into this joint. The grill door of the rack next to the one I'm working on is warm to the touch, and if I get up and walk up and down the isle there are quite noticeable temperature fluctuations. I wish I brought a camera, the cables coming out of some of these racks are reminiscent of illustrations of the hanging gardens of Babylon. Man this place is a dump.
Ever read any sci-fi where some pilot who's crash landed lives in his busted up ship for 10 years? I bet it would be cleaner than this.
Ugh.
And this is a frikkin government department. These systems are supposed to process your taxes amongst other things! (assuming you live in New South Wales)