Yes, its that Friday feeling again at TCP Towers. However, today
saw a little more manic movements from the Trolls of TCP. We had
one of our links to the outside world crash and die today.
Thankfully, it only affected the customers on our local POP so it
wasn't too bad. However, there weren't any little red lights on the
BT (British Telecon - "Its good to charge lots") rack that had line
which went down. Nor were there problems at the other end of the
line. Hmmm.... different. A few checks showed that it was the fault
of the leased line. A fault was opened with BT and they swung into
action, moving slower than a sleeping snail to fix it. 5 hours
later, BT had finally replaced the faulty connector in a London
exchange.
Strange that whilst the leased line was faulty, the racks at both
ends said "Don't look at us gov, everything is fine here". In fact
BT seemed to use that excuse as well "There are no problems shown in
the racks so the problem must be with your equipment". What they really
meant was that the connection to the local exchange was hunky dory.
They didn't say anything about the rest of the line.
[sigh]
This explained why later on today I was dangling my legs in the
TCP Tower's moat amusing the pirianas and John was playing with
a sledge hammer. Both of us were doing our lot for global warming (increasing
it that is) by chain smoking at the same time.
Posted on 19th Apr 1996