Day 20,449

OK, future grandchildren of mine, let’s talk shall we? Once again, it’s old fat Grampa Bob talking about life and the world I live in here in good, old 2019.

I had a good day. Not too demanding, teaching a class on Azure Fundamentals, but I did get a few good questions. One thing that kind of gets me… I’ll get good questions from some folks, I’ll tell them I don’t know, but I give out my card. I let them know that I don’t know the answer, but I’ll pass the question on up the line (subscriptions for government accounts, SQL server cluster migration) on up to others that have more experience and knowledge… and then they never send me the email to let me know how I can get back with them.

That becomes the blocker. That becomes the point where I get frustrated, because I want to help. I want to give them good, informed answers that will help them in their role.

But they have my info. I don’t have theirs.

At that point I could start looking through privileged information to get

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their personal information, but that wouldn’t be ethical. If they wanted me to send them the information, there’s a process, right? I’ve chosen to share my information out. That’s on me. But I’m not going to “hack” some readily available information under the assumption of implied consent. That’s no way things are done these days.

(OK, just saw a spellchecking attempt that made me laugh… might be time for me to hang it up for the night).

That’s enough. I might be getting a little too preachy.

Peace y’all.

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