@viciousviscosity It is funny how one becomes attuned to the machine environment. I once spent most of a year in a server room (including sleeping there) courtesy of the German military and I was able to hear - and feel -if any of the machines wasn't running right straight across the whole room.
At one job in the early naughties, I was famed for escorting a salesperson and a few prospective customers into my (ok, the company's, but mine) datacenter, stopping dead, and saying "Something's wrong."
Nineteen racks of gear, and we had... an extra beep.
But we got the deal, so; all good.
We had to change those big reel-to-reel data tapes on a roughly hourly basis (during night shift all alone) and after a few months I was walking to the rack to change the tapes just as the last tape was running out without ever looking at a clock. 😅
@TheGibson @viciousviscosity @mwlucas @tsturm not anywhere close to working at a server room but part of the reason I miss the time when PCs were a more mechanical affair is because I was extremely attuned to the sounds of the machine and could tell what sort of a problem was occuring just from the sound.
I could also tell the baud rate from modem handshake noises.
@mwlucas @viciousviscosity We also had some ancient 14-inch hard disk drives that vibrated with the fierce energy of a neutron star. When one of them as much as parked a drive head you could feel the vibration like a little earthquake all over the server room.
Some of the older officers had hushed stories about a head crash once that were incredible. 😜
That level of familiarity would really attune you to the noises: pitches, whines, clicking and beeping. Wow.
@viciousviscosity [sitting cross legged] You have to become one with the machine. [hums softly]
Generalistic and moderated instance.