It was quiet. Too quiet
Jul. 30th, 2008 04:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gridloreSurprisingly sane day at work today. Except for one thing.
I had made my way up to Oakley (about 70 miles from the warehouse) and needed to, for the first time today, call a customer. It was a big site, and I had no idea where the guy was.
Sprint phone: "Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. BEEEEP!" Call failed.
OK, I type in the boss' direct connect number to report the problem...
Sprint phone: "BEEEEEEEP!" No error message (usually it will tell me that the other phone is on a call, or in direct connect, or off. Nothing.)
Getting confused, I try Adam. Same result. I get out my cell and call Tim. Goes to voice mail. I'm beginning to suspect something...
I call our main switchboard on my cell. Get put through to one of the warehouse guys. Yup. Sprint (at least our end of it) has gone tits up. I get my pick ups and let purchasing know my cell number (just in case) and drive on. The system came back an hour or so later, but I can imagine it was hair-pulling time at the office. Of the seven drivers out, only two of us thought to call the office number.
I had made my way up to Oakley (about 70 miles from the warehouse) and needed to, for the first time today, call a customer. It was a big site, and I had no idea where the guy was.
Sprint phone: "Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. Bleeble.. BEEEEP!" Call failed.
OK, I type in the boss' direct connect number to report the problem...
Sprint phone: "BEEEEEEEP!" No error message (usually it will tell me that the other phone is on a call, or in direct connect, or off. Nothing.)
Getting confused, I try Adam. Same result. I get out my cell and call Tim. Goes to voice mail. I'm beginning to suspect something...
I call our main switchboard on my cell. Get put through to one of the warehouse guys. Yup. Sprint (at least our end of it) has gone tits up. I get my pick ups and let purchasing know my cell number (just in case) and drive on. The system came back an hour or so later, but I can imagine it was hair-pulling time at the office. Of the seven drivers out, only two of us thought to call the office number.
