The other day I was working on-site for a client in thier equipment room. You know, the room that holds thier servers, video systems and access control systems. I enter the room, and am poking around looking for a cable or something, I can’t remember exactly at this point. I’m looking behind the iSeries, which is located on it’s own special stand, when I see a pan, approximately 8 inches by 13 inches, complete with plastic lid, sitting on a box of keyboards.
I picked up the pan and inspected it. I don’t think it had been there long, there was no mold on any of the pieces, although the frosting was separating and turning a sort of pearl color. I stood there for a minute, looking around. Was there forks? Plates? Could one of the boxes contain a sixer of Heineken in one of the racks?
I walked back to the operations managers office, cake in hand. I entered his office, and promptly offered him a peice. The conservation went something like this;
KB: Hey, want some cake? I found it in the equipment room.
DH: Really? What was it doing there?
KB: Who knows, I found it in there, under the counter on the box of Logitech keyboards. You gonna have a peice?
DH: (laughing) No!
KB: OK, well, if you were, that’s OK. I was waiting to see if you would have a peice to say weather or not I would have a peice. I don’t want to be the only one sick.
DH: No cake. It must be one of the guys in (other department). Leave it here, I’ll take care of it.
I’m sure there’s a lesson to be taught about physical security to business equipment and such, but I don’t feel like writing it right now. Maybe later. or not. I guess if your looking for a point in this post, I would say “Don’t eat cake, or anything for that matter, that you find in the equipment room.”