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This happened in Rockville, Maryland.
As a service tech in the MFM/RLL days, I was called to
an old people's community organization. Their disk
needed a low-level format. The nice old lady said
"Thank GOD you're here!", begged me to fix her
computer, and told me of all the sad, terrible things
that would happen to the old people if the data were
lost.
Being new, I was accompanied by the other tech from
this outfit. He was happy I recognized that the
drive needed a low-level.
I got out my trusty personal copy of Steve Gibson's
Spinrite II. The other tech had never heard of nondestructive
low-level formatting.
"See, this reads the track before reformatting it.
Then when it formats the track, instead of writing
zeroes as sector data, it uses the original data, so
they don't loose any. Isn't that COOL!" I said, wide-eyed
and innocent.
"...But won't that take twice as long?"
I looked at the old lady wringing her hands hopefully
on the other side of the room. She couldn't hear us.
"It will take 20 minutes instead of 10. But we'll
save their data". I assumed it was a no-brainer.
"No!" he said. "This is a service contract". "So
what?", I asked. "So we already HAVE their money!
Just format their drive and we can BILL that 10
minutes at the next job. We're not a charity
organization"!
I felt like it was suddenly the twilight zone, literally.
I thought about what to say. I knew this would be
a turning point in my life, when I would either
become something, or become the opposite, forever.
I thought about my professors at the University of
Maryland, and how much I missed them. I thought
about Dr. Basili.
"No... I can't do that" I said, and continued the
format. It took 22 minutes.
After rebooting, the system was back up and the old
lady was ecstatic. "What is your name, young man?",
she asked". "David". "God bless you, David!", she
said.
We almost got into a fistfight over it in the parking
lot, but agreed to take it to the company president.
He agreed with the other tech... and fired me. There
was no other reason, just this. As I left, the other
tech smiled smugly.
====
Knowledge is not power.
And the truth doesn't make you free.
But to this day, for me, hearing the word "spinrite"
gives me a feeling of... integrity.
Thank you, Steve.
Thank you, Dr. Basili.
--[ dave
As a service tech in the MFM/RLL days, I was called to
an old people's community organization. Their disk
needed a low-level format. The nice old lady said
"Thank GOD you're here!", begged me to fix her
computer, and told me of all the sad, terrible things
that would happen to the old people if the data were
lost.
Being new, I was accompanied by the other tech from
this outfit. He was happy I recognized that the
drive needed a low-level.
I got out my trusty personal copy of Steve Gibson's
Spinrite II. The other tech had never heard of nondestructive
low-level formatting.
"See, this reads the track before reformatting it.
Then when it formats the track, instead of writing
zeroes as sector data, it uses the original data, so
they don't loose any. Isn't that COOL!" I said, wide-eyed
and innocent.
"...But won't that take twice as long?"
I looked at the old lady wringing her hands hopefully
on the other side of the room. She couldn't hear us.
"It will take 20 minutes instead of 10. But we'll
save their data". I assumed it was a no-brainer.
"No!" he said. "This is a service contract". "So
what?", I asked. "So we already HAVE their money!
Just format their drive and we can BILL that 10
minutes at the next job. We're not a charity
organization"!
I felt like it was suddenly the twilight zone, literally.
I thought about what to say. I knew this would be
a turning point in my life, when I would either
become something, or become the opposite, forever.
I thought about my professors at the University of
Maryland, and how much I missed them. I thought
about Dr. Basili.
"No... I can't do that" I said, and continued the
format. It took 22 minutes.
After rebooting, the system was back up and the old
lady was ecstatic. "What is your name, young man?",
she asked". "David". "God bless you, David!", she
said.
We almost got into a fistfight over it in the parking
lot, but agreed to take it to the company president.
He agreed with the other tech... and fired me. There
was no other reason, just this. As I left, the other
tech smiled smugly.
====
Knowledge is not power.
And the truth doesn't make you free.
But to this day, for me, hearing the word "spinrite"
gives me a feeling of... integrity.
Thank you, Steve.
Thank you, Dr. Basili.
--[ dave