It's a couple decades ago in the heyday of Unix servers when this pilot fish's boss tells him he wants more memory to speed up the system -- and pronto.
"RAM board arrives with a phone number to call the vendor's tech," says fish. "I call the tech, but the boss tells me to do it myself.
"'Our 600 users can't wait,' he says, 'and the memory board is just like PC memory only larger. Just pop it in that slot the way it's described on the attached paper.'
"I say that I'm not qualified to do this.
"My boss says, 'Step aside and I'll train you.'
"Boss takes over and struggles, but finally pops the memory into place. Powering up the server goes along just fine -- for about 10 seconds. Then we hear a popping noise, then sparks and smoke appear, and I quickly shut off the power.
"Ten hours and a new motherboard later, as the vendor tech is leaving and my boss is nowhere to be found, the tech hands me the burnt memory and motherboards -- and points out the break that occurred when the boss 'popped' the memory into place.
"Apparently the boss was not qualified either."
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