They called me 3 times to finally tell me that there was no work. No one is happy about this except Ethel who is a dog who thinks putting dirty laundry on me is the epitome of humor. She'll feel differently next week when she runs out of food! I hope I get to work tomorrow. Their IT's have to be even worse than I imagined. This much time to fix a simple LAN smells of trial and error trouble shooting.
Oh, well. At least I have a dog to play with and plenty of phone calls to ignore.