It's been how long? Wow. A while. As in more than 1/4 of the year. Interesting, I recently got a phone call that people from my old job were curious as to where I was and what I was doing. Thank you very much - I feel wanted or something. Well, you haven't missed much. That job. That girl. Some rugs and an experience with a wallet.
That job.
Now the job is in an IT department for a mining/engineering/rail/consulting group. Well, when I saw that, it's one company with a few different divisions. Ever since working for a government department, I've felt antsy about giving out places I have allegiances to - but you can just check my Facebook profile. Two problems have occured, one is, there was always plans to standardise the division, give them one standard operating environment. But of course, I say standard operating environment, people laugh. Due to different hardware specifications and software requirements if you're in a company where every computer is exactly the same (In terms of hard drive content.) Then there are two possibilities, one, there is only one computer, two, there is only one account that everybody uses. Of course, what happened is originally, all this divisions were operating with their own environments. A CEO somewhere said "Let's get 'em all together. It'll be cheaper and make more profit." "Alright sounds good." A techie somewhere said "Hold on a second. All the systems are different." that CEO then went "Well, pick the best one or something, get them all together." Techie said "Aw. Crap." So, big plan went into action, to 'pick the best one' or rather, 'make one computer image for all the places'
But when I say 'all the images' were different. I mean, everything was different, different help desks, different software, different networks (right down to network masks.) different intranet layouts, different VPN setups. Just... EVERYTHING, how the applications ran, how it was all maintained. TRUST ME, it was messed up. So, they started bringing it all together. First things first, making them all managed by one help desk. This turned out to be a massive task in itself, it was brought down to two help desks, one in Sydney, one in Brisbane, each responsible for three divisions. Then, training occurred to attempt to at least get all the divisions serviced by both. After all this, they decided to stop and attempt to plan their next move, the "picking the best image" choosing the right processes, infrastructure, implementation, indeed, the very future of the network. This sounded very long and very expensive, so someone said "Why don't we outsource?"
"Outsourcing" is the act of someone saying "It's all too hard. Let someone else deal with all this crap." Not realising that some other group has now got to come, understand all the current processes, and implement a whole new design, all while trying to turn a profit. Profit, being the key word here. As much as outsourcing can be good a forcing a single image over a weird environment like ours, it's going to fail. Why? Because they ALL do. Being part of a transition team requires you to be an optimist but never learn from previous mistakes. All the takeover company really wants to do is sell a whole lot of equipment at once, but there are so many issues - such as that all the support of the company will be taken over by the external, who has spent years developing processes and strategies to run it's networks, all of which they want to do to the network they are taking over. For which they already have perfectly trained staff. In no transition will you hear of all the service centre staff being taken on by the new company, because they already have staff. Take over companies are also responsible for many companies and want the standard support staff to be able to support any of them (Hence, the "streamlining" of procedures.) . So, letting all he people go who know the old "useless" procedures, and just letting all the people who knows your processes take over everything.This makes perfect sense from a corporate perspective. But, of course, what happens is pretty much the same thing that happens if you gave a cat to someone who'd only ever looked after dogs. You get boat captain with no understanding of the buoyancy of icebergs. You get a pilot with a misunderstanding of the flammability of hydrogen gas. You get a guy, who has a misunderstanding of how electrons flow through a battery, with jumper leads.
What I'm trying to say is there is a horrible transition to a even worse state.
Okay, I'm not saying that eventually the network will be better off. It'll just only happen via a horrible period where every facet of the business will be unproductive. Server swap outs will mean downtime, image rollouts will mean downtime. Less call centre staff looking after more companies will mean longer wait times when calling up. And that makes me sad. Will there be any on call? I can't tell you because we haven't been able to look at the contract. The contract being signed by a guy who 6 months prior said, "We will only outsource over my dead body." So not only has it just generally been terrible, some sold out their values.
There have been roles offered. And I've applied for one, but I think I may have been turned down for two, but I don't know because these are the type of group which don't get back to the people they reject. I've found this more and more common with recruiters. I'm not sure why this is considered polite. It's called, being annoying by being uncertain to all the applicants. Luckily for me, there's more in the pipeline - but that's not the thing that gets to me, it's not about the job, it's not about the uncertainty of where I'll go if I don't get a job in Queensland. It's the fact that IT support is something I take very seriously - and I don't like to know that it's being handed off to groups who don't really know the networks that well (Seeing they have to deal with so many.) and also, in those companies, privileges to even create users on AD are only held by a very small group of users.meaning what are currently very basic requests are going to get delayed. In an ideal world, 99% of support should have Domain Privileges. Why? Because the worst thing you can do to a customer is spend 15 minutes solving an issue, only to tell them I have to forward you onto someone else because I don't have access to Works. That's just wrong. Telecommunications companies even share my point of view on this, so that's something. Maybe I'm just bitter because of how much effort it was moving over here and I'm not going to get any financial assistance if I have to move again.
The Wallet.
Now on to our main topic. I was given a wallet. Not only that, a MAN'S wallet. Leather, multiple spaces for cards. And a press stud clasp. This was serious.
Given to me as my current wallet has been with me for eight years and has been through a lot. It's dirty, the stitching is starting to tear, there's unspeakable marks. But it's been though multiple library cards, it went with me to Italy (Which feels like a lifetime ago in itself.) It held my copy of the first first Student Edge card ever (Back when it was cold "Student Oasis" and it was run purely by Willetton dropouts.) It's had drivers licences from different states, cards from four different banks. My "poetry" from my "emo" phase. (Actually, just pure rip offs of Cameron Wolfe's Words from "When Dogs Cry" by Markus Zusak. I still can't believe Mr Zusak has only written six books. And three are in the "Underdog" series which is so awesome. And for a fourteen year old me, nothing said awesome like Octavia. There are also two perfect circle indentations in the back, after being told by my year 10 sex ed teacher "You never know, and you're a sweet kid." Of course this was expressly after a lesson where we were told that a wallet is a terrible poor place to keep prophylactics due to the heat makes them likely to expand and contract and more likely to break when they are eventually used. But it was still nice to be optimistic. But it was time to say goodbye. After all, to many times the velcro has annoyed me. So this was it. I was going to get rid of it. Trading up to something to try and match my age.
The wallet itself has nine places for card, including one "windowed" sleeve for a drivers licence. A pocket for the notes and a pouch for coins. And that's where issue one arose.
I like carrying change. The location of the coin purse is behind several card pockets. Seriously? Several coins, put pressure on the cards, widening the wallet, making it unable to be closed. The uneveness of the coins even made it hard to store card in the slots in the first place, meaning a whole section of the wallet was unusable. Resulting in the discovery, if I'd like to carry coin I'd have to do it in a separate purse, and I'm still too young and hetro to pull off a man purse. But, okay, I decided, if that's my only issue, then I'm sure I could learn to live with the change, so I began to move my cards over and I found issue two.
I didn't have that many cards, so I added my debit cards.
I got my first savings eftpos card. when I was about 14. As I had the same wallet as I did now, I didn't have room for any more cards in it. I got a little card protector free with it. Seeing at 14 I had all of $70 in my bank account. I kept it separate from my wallet, cause that was my $70. It was very logical at the type to keep my EFTPoS card away from my actual wallet.
And that's the way I've always done it, I currently have two Visa card which I keep in a different pocket. I find it nicer than having to break out my wallet all the time. Bad habit? I dunno, maybe? If I'm doing to protect from pick pockets, I know it's probably a bad idea, because 1. They'd probably find it anyway while grabbing my phone and 2. My drivers licence is still in my wallet. Still enough to open a bank account in my name and ruin my credit rating. But on that subject:
Thirdly, pants. Or more specifically pants pockets. Wallet. Front pocket. it makes sense to me, in trying to avoid the situation above, any person attempting to take something from a front pocket is right near a body part which is going to tell when someone else is touching it, no matter how briefly. Also, harder to get the wallet completely out. With my stuff in my front pockets, I feel it there, so it makes me feel secure about the stuff, and I'M NOT SITTING ON IT. It's amazing that the male posterior has not not evolved for an indentation in the left cheek, cause that's where I see guys my age now carrying their leather-bound, Amex-carrying wallets. Either, their jobs contain a lot of standing, or they have second wallet in their other pocket. It's not that it's particularly uncomfortable sitting with something in your back pocket, it just either causes you to pull your pants up higher, so the parts of your body in contact with your chair are flat, usually causing whatever is in your back pocket to slowly slide out as your body leans back naturally to centre the spine. Or you are constantly on a slight angle because the pressure of the object (especially an odd object such as car keys.) digs into you, and your slight angle makes everybody look at you, slightly tilted to see you eye to eye, making everybody look very silly. Luckily, this wallet did fit into the front pocket of all except one of my pairs of jeans, so I though I could even work around that.
But then, as I was taking my keys and carabiner chain off my old wallet. There was nowhere to put it. Like my EFTPoS card before it, if I'm going somewhere by public transport or using my legs, I don't take my car keys. For two reasons, 1. Because the only space for them is my back pocket, which causes the previously mentioned problems when sitting for a period of time on public transport. and 2. Because I have keys on my wallet. Now I do take my phone and wallet everywhere. I'd like a method of emergency contact and I'd like some identification. But my car keys without my car, well, I'd take them if I needed a house key, but I don't, cause I have one on my wallet (Also attached is a piece of brass chain, which had a carabiner attached during my Italy trip, as an anti theft device. By attaching the carabiner to the nearest belt loop, I was less likely to take out my wallet and leave it someone without it banging to my thigh. The other interesting thing about this chain, is when it was given to me for this purpose, it was covered in dust and whatever else a piece of brass chain gets covered in for sitting in a shed for years. I did not polish it at all, but in the space of about 5 weeks, it came to a lovely shine, just do to it moving when I took my wallet out. Which I was told was going to happen, I was just surprised how well it happened, and it has remained shiny to this day.
So I guess, if I wanted to use this wallet I'd have to start taking my car keys everywhere. Okay, lets move my cash, business cards and aforementioned contraceptive devices. After all, if I was the type of guy to have a leather wallet, it means I could be mistaken for a business man, and I could get gold diggers after whatever treasures were laying in it (To wit I will provide them a couple of pre-lubricated rubber sheaths as the type of males they are trying to attract may be the type who expect the female to provide the sheaths. As I would actually probably have no money for the alcoholic beverages they request after purchasing a few overpriced, fruity cocktails and a line of shots for Stalkee #3 and myself (We're getting there. What you really think I would waste the probably ruined sheaths on myself? Heck no, that's what the other ten stored in a "Dark, dry cool environment" are for. P.S. I am bringing the word "sheath" back into everyday language.).)
On the day of "Wallet Change-over" in question, this was actually after a night out, so I found myself with a surplus of notes in my wallet. In my unfortunate state in Fortitude Valley the previous evening, I had paid for each separate expense that night with the largest note available in my wallet, as I had apparently forgotten math again. As a result, I had quite a number of lowest denomination notes, either looking like I'd struck well at the pokies or been overly critical at a Gentleman's club. I also found a selection of receipts and business cards occupying my notes section of my old wallet. To my dismay, not even the notes would store properly. I tried moving the business cards to the leftover spaces for cards, I tried reintroducing the 2 unused, back to the 10 unused. But still. The wallet just did not want to fold properly.
I threw it on the ground. I couldn't get chain in it, I would have to get it out each time I wanted to use a card, I couldn't secure it to my pants. I couldn't get it into my pants. I couldn't put keys on it and I couldn't put my other money in it. I began to wonder what people do actually use these wallets for. It can only hold cards, yet cannot be secured and either proves difficult in removing from a front pocket, or a pain to remove from the back. I'm not saying it didn't have its' upsides, the space for my drivers licence was a lot nicer to remove it from when I got carded. It matched my suit. It had a lot more space for cards, and I could remove them from the wallet with ease, and when full, it looked like a well used wallet, by someone who actually had money. It was leather, it looked expensive. It matched my suit. It was a lot nicer to pay with, I felt so awesome getting it out, it looked like it was owned by a recent adult, it was still, flat, shiny, looked like it was used, but well looked after. It matched my suit. But the end of the day, much like my suit. Impractical for my day to day. I don't lead a "suit" lifestyle. I don't like to pay for everything by card, it's not an Amex, it's not platinum, my personalised card still has the wall of cables image
So, after much deliberation. I went back. It was given to me as a gift. It was not a wasted expensive, it was nice I love it don't get me wrong. It just wasn't for me at this point in time. It was like someone gave me $300,000 sports car without an AUX jack. Cool, yes, but practical? No. Especially if they want me to insure it. So very carefully, I did what had to be done. I reboxed it, added a "Happy Birthday, Brother in Law" post it and put it aside ready for my next trip to Perth. He could regift it back after I was ready for it. Seriously, THERE ARE STILL CARS WITHOUT AUX JACKS.
My old wallet is falling apart, it's only got space for three cards, I still carry my Debit cards and Go Cards outside my wallet. I still have business cards for people who wouldn't know me if I called, but I would like to con a job out of if my current one falls though. I still carry coin. It's old. It smells odd (I think the packaging on the strawberry one got a hole in it.) but it's still what I need. I will still look around for a new wallet, I guess, but unfortunately to continue fitting my needs, it might just clash with my suit.
That girl
When I last spoke to you I was as giddy as a cat that has corned and caught the red dot on the floor that has been dancing around for the last 15 minutes.
Well, what's changed? Not much. Well, I've found that soppy "LOVE ME, DAMMIT, LOVE ME!!!!!!!1" sms's are a bit hit and miss. Just one of those messages, that it pops into your head and you think, I can't think of anything that would explain my feelings better. Then you send it and your all like "Crap, her facepalm is so loud I can hear it in another timezone."
But I have found something to do with my short-lived Places where she isn't section. You see, apparently there have been other relationships, and more importantly, relationships which have had similar experiences, feelings and emotions that I'm going through. So rather than just endlessly talk about her and the belegino she is, talk about where we're at, or the latest "I know I'm whipped when..." moments, I thought, what I'd just do is post a song with relevant lyrics. Well, just the song title, and any lyrics which I think stand out. Cause a lot of love songs are full of nonsense but have one or two key lines which redeem them. I call this "Current cheesy montage music of the month" The idea being that if all the moments of interaction with Stalkee #3 were cut together in a dodgey "Lachlan loves Stalkee #3" video clip with someone who has just learnt how to use transition, which music track would required to be audioswapped after a copyright claim.
CCMMOTM for June: Not actually Friday I'm in Love as I alluded to. More that just fit that week so perfectly. I'm leaning on the song "Open Happiness" - Cee-Lo For a song written to sell a beverage, it's catchy and makes you want to go zorbing - or at least, the Australian one is catchy. The original song recording has a lot slower pace, but indeed amongst the slow grove is one of those golden lines.
"Today I woke up feeling happiness overflowing knowing somebody loves me, just to think yesterday I was down and out, and now there's not a signle thing for me to frown about and the same thing could happen to you, smilin' so hard, my mouth is like a capital 'U' "
Despite the painfulness the image referred to, which would actually mean that you've torn several muscles in your face, the message is clear. Things change very quickly. From bad to good, and sometimes back again. There is also a line about The bridge between us is a rainbow but seeing that the electron flow through an optic fibre is normally does with invisible light, concentrated into a beam, it would be very unlikely that the connection would ever resemble a rainbow without severely damaging the signal.
Runner up: Whole Wide World - The Proclaimers Not the original, but if there is one duo who can sing about going a very long distance The Proclaimers really have it covered with I'm Gonna Be and I'm On My Way as well as this cover.
CCMMOTM July: "Walking on Sunshine" - Katrina and the Waves.
Replace mailbox with Inbox and you've really got something.
Runner Up: "This Girl" - Songs to Wear Pants To
Let's face it, if you want a song that does away with the endless promises and speaks from the depths of a guy's heart, This Girl provides a no-holes-barred approach to romance. I can't just pick one particular line, because it is potentially the most honest love song I've ever heard, and every word speaks directly from the heart. It's kinda like "Just The Way You Are" but without the pretentiousness.
CCMMOTM August: Bruises - Chairlift
"I tried to do handstands for you, I tried to do headstands for you but every time I fell, every time I fell for you"
It was only going to be song long before I'd post an indie song. I had the pleasure of seeing Chairlift live back when I was L-Fish for a weekend, they weren't bad, all that happened was I realised this was really their stand out song, all their stuff kind of sounds the same unfortunately.
Runner up: Do I Creep You Out? There's many ways to be a boyfriend, but usually it goes along a scale from Heartless Bastard to this guy - and sometimes you are just lucky enough to have someone realise all your misunderstood affection did have good intentions. Because sometimes, your mind is so wasted on hormones that grabbing the nearest kitchen knife just seems logical.
CCMMOTM September: Ladies and gentlemen, I hate to jump to this song so soon. I really had a good thought about, I tried to listen to reason and just pick something from Savage Garden, but right now, the song that most accurately sums up how I feel about Stalkee #3 and the most amazing person she is a song so powerful in message that most people will think I'm insane to break out this song this early in a relationship, but, never the less, this song fits the bill.
At your very basic level you get your mainstream love songs. These are the songs filled with impossible challenges, still being in love after breaking up and all other types of nonsense. Let's take "Grenade" as an example. "Grenade" is Bruno Mars whining that he's willing to do things he'll never have to do to please he's girl, but apparently the female won't make the same commitments.
In terms of "Love song challenges" notice how they're nearly all sung by males.. Why? Because that's how males can show affection - males are good with their words and grammar's, but what he can do, is still fulfil that primordial urge to prove he's the alpha male by beating up all the other males of the tribe. Well, guess what, girls don't love like that, the female showing of affection is normally in the form of words and actions of a more self-deprecating nature (Let's face it, you hardly wash down there and your still want her to touch it. You probably let all gunky stuff build up on them. And you probably don't trim your hair around that region either. SERIOUSLY GUYS. I myself could never see myself getting a girl to perform the action unless she absolutely wanted to, and I was absolutely 100% sure that she would enjoy it in some way. "OH!" I hear you whine "But she's expecting me to touch hers!" Well she keeps hers a lot cleaner thank you. So buck up guys and trim your own bloody toenails.).
Your next level up, you get your crooners - Love songs when physical relationships were hinted in paper thin innuendo, now days, we're past this, and physical relationships are more subtly or clevely alluded to in a song like this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this, or this.
Getting towards the top end you get your indie songs, the songs that get your tiny band off the ground and into a beer commercial. Where you get your really sweet stuff that you learn on ukulele to make an video, where you get the stuff to pad out your mix tapes, and generally, choose "your song" so nobody else can sing along so you can be a proper hipster couple. Your Picture Frames, Sleepyhead, Speak the Truth in Love, the stuff your band wrote when it was actually just the lead singer writing music for his partner but had a series of cords that were memorable or used an interesting instrument that were picked up by ad agencies or got a play at the right place and right time to be played over everything. Pretty much everyone will remember either the main line or the chorus, but you can tell of the people who actually own their complete album rather than just the single by those who actually know the bit where the backup singers just seem to mumble unintelligently.
Beyond that, you get your songs not composed by a band, rather, single songs written, usually by guys who are actually probably forever alone. Stuff which should really only be unleashed to your partner in very special circumstances.
And then... The song above everything. The song which says everything that needs be said, and most importantly... Nothing more.
Ladies and gentlemen. I present... For you.. The last great love song. The song whispered in the darkness up to a private balcony. The song which bellows from the silence shared on a couch at 4 in the morning. Painstakingly etched into tree trunks that will outlast mankind. To the taken, to the singles, to the open relationships, to those falling in love for the first time, to those who have lost all hope, to those who have swore off a relationship completely:
She is Beautiful - Andrew W.K.
Apart from teaching the world how to party again, Andrew W.K. has finally found all the words that need to be said. Andrew W.K. once got a table to head bang. So when it came to a love song. Andrew W.K. knew better than wimpy piano and whistling, it's a song that you have to sing with gusto, whimpering this song is like trying to eat chicken one lick at a time. This a song that you bite into.
Sure, I could describe every choice of syllable in detail, but let's just aim for a couple of my personal favorites:
"The girl's too young, she don't need any better, it's all coming back I can feel it"
The magic of a partner is leaning that personality traits you have make someone interested in you. You're still just you, the same person you have generally been for your entire life and suddenly, you're special. Which is why I know a lot of people who have felt kind of strange at the concept of aspects of their personality attracting a person. "I'm just this random person, it's kind of weird that turns you on. Once someone has learnt to accept that indeed, they are a turn on, a more interesting thing happens. You realise that a lot of other people are similar to you, they have the exact same traits that got you snuggled up on the couch watching a bad movie. It's even worse when you discover that there's personality traits that this certain someone finds appealing that you don't have, but more scary, other people have. As suddenly the confidence in yourself has appeared, it vanishes, as you realise there could be someone better for this person. But... You like where you are, everybody is a little bit selfish, she's currently happy knowing there is no one that she or he can like any better. But rather than jumping to conclusions and locking them in the basement so they can't meet anyone else, you instead choose to really make a big deal out of the stuff she likes. Yeah, better is out there, but better is not you, so you must appear better. Some people take this too far, either becoming a tool, or just freaking out and becoming over protective about the communication between their partner and others (I'm looking at you, entire female population.)
"You're giving me moves that hit from all sides, and when you're hitting like that you melt my eyes."
Guys are hard. And tough. And sometimes gross. And all sticky. Like bad milk. But this is mentioning one thing that happens with guys when they find a nice girl. They get choked up. If they are talkative, they shut up. If they are quiet and to themselves, love can make them terrible brash and loud. However, one thing that's generally accepted amongst all guys is a requirement to be emotionless. Until of course, the right moves are made. Eyes used to staring in rage will soften, new words will enter the vocabulary (Such as the ability to finally express your concerns about a floral arrangement. Actually, maybe that's just me. Seriously, this bouquet was totally random, it had a bird of paradise in amongst roses and daffodils.) burps may be suppressed and you have this undesirable urge to leave the seat down while urinating.
"And though I never know you, I look at your face, tell you that I love you, don't know what to say, you're everything I got, you beautiful girl, the only thing I live for in this whole wide world."
Rather than just go for appearance - She Is Beautiful goes for something bold. That guy's really have no idea about the girl they are going out with. Well, okay, they know them, but, they will never "know" them, they could guess how they could react under various circumstances, but you never truly know how someone thinks, feels.
Point two: I love you is said by a guy when there's nothing else to say. Some of us say it too soon, some of us say it too late. Either way, it's said at the exact wrong moment. Because nothing else feels right.
Some may thing "Only thing I live for in the whole wide world" is a bit of an exaggeration. To those people I say, well, if one day, when you wake up, roll over and look at someone would prefer to stay awake so you can look at the person, even if they are still sleeping, you aren't going to jump in front of your train to work that day are you? I'm sure there are other reasons you aren't going to jump in front of that train, but let's just say those other reasons disappeared, when you wake up in the morning, you are looking forward to a very long and crap day, you might get blamed for something you didn't do, you might have to submit something you know is rubbish, you might have to spend the entire day in intense pain, wouldn't being able to roll over and look at someone at least help?
Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is She is not just any she. And that's how I've been feeling this month. A much simpler song will probably be used for October, some of the giddy has gone in order to try and get some of the more mundane stuff of the relationship out of the way. But every so often the messages arc to an opportunity to tell her about that photo of her, used as her friends profile picture is actually a really nice photo of her too. Although I'm not suggesting she change her profile pic either cause that's nice too. Wonder's if she realises JUST HOW BLUE her eye's are.
Seriously damn close.
You may have noticed 10 pages ago at the top of the page, I've decided to landmark the moment of inevitable failure with some stolen javascript. Of course, I've been a little flexible, because after she gets here, she'll be all jet lagged. Then she'll probably want to sort out her job and then there will be a weekend and she'll want to go out and spend a couple of days to recover, and then she have to wait until the Registrar's Court is open and submit the application for the restraining order. And in Australia, they've chickened out and just call them "Intervention" orders.
Graffiti of the week:
On the back of the male toilet door at Mana Bar Melbourne. Yes. The attendees of the Melbourne one also know how to properly decorate a toilet. - The more astute among my readers will know this as a company spending way too much money promoting another "It's not Modern Warefare but kinda looks like Modern Warefare" FPS - However, this one at least had the decency to unite Korea
Est. 1936
Sometimes just doing small circles helps too
In an awesome twist of fate, Game Traders WILL take you seriously.
"AHHHH, dammit, usually I wake on a train."
It makes it even more dangerous but damn enjoyable.
Real men don't use player guides.
Portal quotes are still this safe zone, when all else fails, put a Portal quote.
DOUBLE THE HALF SAVINGS!
Quite!
So yes, my lords, ladies, my fellow employees, that was July to October 2011. Hopefully there will not be as much of a delay... Hopefully. Come on! You wanna know how Stalkee #3 works out don't you? You want to know how my second job in as many months work out? Which timezone I end up in?
So until my account lockout kicks in, good bye.
