The nice people at Black Cat had planned to install one of our new servers into their racks tonight, but the Parcelforce “guaranteed next day” delivery didn’t happen. That would be bad enough, but we didn’t find out until we arrived at Redbus.
I’m sure Simon from Black Cat had much better things to do, and I would have prefered to spend my £33 on something much tastier than a train ticket.
When I checked the parcel tracking details on the Parcelforce website, it showed that my server had arrived in London and had been sent out for delivery on Saturday; then it just disappeared.
The trip wasn’t a total disappointment: I remembered that London.pm had been invited to meet with London Java, so I went along hoping to either have a good chat with a Perl Monger or spend some time taunting the primitive Java users.
When I arrived I was surprised at how easy it was to categorise the programmers just by appearance. I was also happily surprised that the Java programmers were much more interesting than their language’s intended users. By the time I left, I had mostly forgotten about my server disappointment.