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Sea's The Day

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Notes from a little yellow beach hut by the sea.

Koi Carp on Cialis and the Secret Fax

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It is funny how nostalgia can file off the rough the edges of the good old days. I often think back to when I was I used to work for a pharmaceutical company supporting commercial IT. I supported a bunch of different teams, all of them were nice people and occasionally you would see some weird things. The older I get the more I smile about those days.

One weird thing happened in a department called Medical Information. If anyone had a question about a prescribed medicine they could call the Medical Information line. Doctors and the general public could call the number. The Line was staffed by professionally qualified physicians.

I recall one day fixing a persons computer and a call came in. A man had dropped an entire bottle of Cialis (an ED drug) into his Koi pond. He was saying that the the fish were worth £50k and he was asking if any medical research had been done on the effect of Cialis on Koi carp! I did not stick around for the answer but I sometimes try and imagine what £50K of fish on Cialis would look like. If anyone knows the answer let minnow.

Another time, working on the Network support desk I had a user log a ticket for secure Fax not working. The user claimed that when she tried to send a secure fax it was coming out blank on the receiving end.

I walked down to the users office and asked her to demonstrate what was not working. I was flabbergasted to see her, write a message on piece of paper, fold it into two, thus hiding the message and then put the paper in the photocopier/fax machine to send. She was assuming that the person on the receiving end could magically unfold a blank piece of white paper and read what she had originally written.

I miss those simple times, I thought life was challenging back then but now it seems more trivial and fun then at the time. If I am being honest with you reader I felt growing old would take longer than this.


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