Eu compras recentemente o xantar para o meu irmán (como de costume) and we ended up talking about funny things that we did at our respective colleges. At my alma mater, Lafayette College, the academic support IT department had a very inclusive way about it. We were given a LOT of rope and I took advantage of that at times.
Dous miñas memorias favoritas relacionan coa miña boa amiga, Gabe. He had made the terrible mistake of telling people his freshman year that "I’m a freshman, pero eu teño pé Sophomore" debido ás varias clases de posicionamento avanzados tomara, etc. Many of us were similarly situated but we didn’t talk about it so much. His senior year, cando o presentou a persoas, we’d say "This is Gabe. He’s a Senior, pero ten pé Sophomore ".
The college had some Sun workstation/servers running X-Window. They had gigantic monitors and the engineers used them for CAD and other boring engineer stuff. We CS people used them to learn programming and, claro, para xogar.
Non fixo como os enxeñeiros ordenador indefensas a moi por iso unha das nosas cousas favoritas a facer sería a de telnet á caixa estaban e executar X-ollo on them. This would pop up a pair of eyes that followed the mouse around on the screen. You could pop up even more and have literally a dozen or more of the X-eye applications running. Intenta non rir a carcajadas cando un enxeñeiro desafortunado intenta pechar ollo X tras ollo X e murmura sobre iso 🙂
We also played X-trek on those boxes. Para iso, tiña que baixar o código fonte, get various dependencies wherever you could find them and build it. I wasn’t a sophisticated C programmer, but I could read header files. I was looking through these and found directives like "#DEFINE MAX_TORPEDO_DISTANCE 10". I played around with that increase range and power for phases and torpedoes, re-construída e despois destruída Gabe a próxima vez que tocamos.
Gabe tamén era un gran fan de un programa de TV chamado Blake 7. I had never seen it, pero iso non me impide de insistir que o Dr. Who is the superior show. As discusións acaloraban ás veces 🙂
Un día, it occurred to me that I could probably guess his UNIX password. I sat down next to him one day and announced in a loud tone, "Eu vou adiviñar o seu contrasinal agora, Gabe." "Yeah, dereito" was his answer. I then logged in, entrou no seu ID de usuario, virou-se para afrontalo lo, escrito e dixo en voz alta, "Eu me pregunta se é B-L-A K-E-7" ? Touch typing has never paid off as handsomely as it did that day.
Semana (ou logo): More computer room antics from college.
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