sysadmin Memes

Bash Reference Manual

Bash Reference Manual
Someone asks for the Bash reference manual and gets hit with an absolute unit of a URL pointing to some obscure government PDF buried in the justice.gov domain. Because nothing says "user-friendly documentation" like a 73-character filepath that looks like it was generated by a random number generator in 2009. The cardinal's aggressive response perfectly captures the energy of Linux veterans who've memorized these cryptic paths and will absolutely roast you for not knowing them. Meanwhile, the smaller bird's "whoa." is all of us trying to process that someone actually has this URL memorized and ready to deploy as a weapon. The real joke? That URL probably doesn't even work anymore, but the cardinal doesn't care. It's about sending a message: RTFM, but make it intimidating.

Os Learning Curve - (Xkcd Edit)

Os Learning Curve - (Xkcd Edit)
Windows users enjoying their gentle learning curve while Linux users plummet into the abyss of dependency hell, kernel panics, and permission denied errors. But hey, at least Linux users eventually climb back up to paradise where they play volleyball on the beach while Windows folks are still clicking "Next" on installation wizards. MacOS users just exist in comfortable mediocrity—not too hard, not too powerful. Meanwhile "Etch & Sketch" (the OS that doesn't exist) somehow outperforms everyone because imaginary operating systems have zero bugs. The real kicker? Those stick figures burning in Linux hell are probably just trying to get their WiFi drivers working. Three hours later they emerge enlightened, having compiled their own kernel and achieved nirvana. The Windows users are still waiting for updates to finish.

The Seven Laws Of Computing

The Seven Laws Of Computing
Oh, so we're calling it "Seven Laws" when there are EIGHT rules? Already off to a brilliant start. But honestly, this is the most sacred scripture ever written in the tech world. Rules 1-5 are basically just screaming "BACKUP YOUR STUFF OR PERISH" in increasingly desperate ways, like a paranoid sysadmin having a meltdown. Then Rule 6 casually drops the nuclear option: uninstall Windows. Rule 7 follows up with "reinstall Linux" because obviously that's the only logical solution to literally everything. And Rule 8? Turn your egg whites into meringue. Because when your production server crashes at 3 AM and you've lost everything because you ignored Rules 1-5, at least you can stress-bake some pavlova while contemplating your life choices. Honestly, the progression from "make backups" to "become a pastry chef" is the most relatable career trajectory in tech.

What The Hell Is Going On

What The Hell Is Going On
Oh, just a casual Tuesday in the server room where someone decided to create a modern art installation titled "Ethernet Cable Massacre." Look at those poor RJ45 connectors just... existing in their half-crimped, wire-exposed glory, scattered around like the aftermath of a networking battlefield. Someone clearly had ONE job—crimp these cables properly—and instead chose violence. The MikroTik Cloud Router Switch sitting there all pristine and professional while surrounded by this absolute chaos of exposed twisted pairs is sending me. It's giving "I showed up to a black-tie event and everyone else came in pajamas" energy. Pro tip: This is what happens when you let the intern handle cable management after watching one YouTube tutorial at 2x speed. Those wires are more exposed than my code on GitHub, and just as embarrassing.

Double Production.... Right?

Double Production.... Right?
When hardware manufacturers announce they're doubling NAND memory capacity, every sysadmin and DevOps engineer immediately goes into panic mode. Sure, double the storage sounds great until you realize it means double the potential for catastrophic data loss, double the complexity in RAID configurations, and double the fun when trying to explain to management why "more storage" doesn't automatically mean "better performance." The nervous smile turning into existential dread perfectly captures that moment when you realize your carefully balanced production environment is about to get "upgraded" whether you like it or not. Because nothing says "stable infrastructure" quite like forcing everyone to migrate to new hardware with twice the capacity and probably twice the weird edge cases you'll discover at 3 AM. Spoiler alert: It's never production-ready when they say it is. You'll be the one finding out the hard way.

The New Fresh Smell

The New Fresh Smell
Ah yes, the intoxicating aroma of a brand new server rack—nothing quite compares to that blend of fresh electronics, pristine metal, and the faint scent of budget approval forms. It's like new car smell, but for sysadmins who get weirdly emotional about hardware. The description "Like a freshly unboxed rack unit infused with corporate hope" is *chef's kiss* because it captures that brief, magical moment before reality sets in. Before the 2 AM outages. Before the "temporary" workarounds become permanent. Before someone inevitably misconfigures the firewall and brings down production. Right now it's all potential and promise. Give it three months and it'll smell like overheating components, broken dreams, and someone's leftover pizza from the last emergency maintenance window.

Resurrect Your Old Spare Computer

Resurrect Your Old Spare Computer
So you dug that dusty 2009 laptop out of the closet, slapped Linux on it, and suddenly you're running a self-hosted VPN, Pi-hole, and maybe a Nextcloud instance. Your friends think you've gone full tinfoil hat mode, but you're just practicing good OPSEC (operational security) like any reasonable person who's read one too many articles about data brokers. The drill sergeant format is chef's kiss here—because yeah, caring about digital privacy in 2024 shouldn't be some fringe conspiracy theory. It's literally just common sense with extra steps. That old ThinkPad running Debian isn't paranoia; it's called not wanting your smart toaster to know your browsing history. Plus, Linux on old hardware is basically necromancy. That machine was practically e-waste until you gave it a second life as your personal Fort Knox. Windows would've needed 45 minutes just to boot.

Certifications Vs. Real World Experience

Certifications Vs. Real World Experience
You can collect certifications like Pokémon cards—CompTIA A+, BSc, CCNA, AWS, Azure, CEH—but the moment you meet someone who just casually uses Linux daily? Game over. They've probably never touched a certification exam in their life, yet they'll outshoot you every single time when it comes to actual problem-solving. There's something deeply humbling about spending thousands on certs only to watch a sysadmin who learned everything from breaking their Arch install fix your production server in 30 seconds. Certifications get you past HR; Linux experience gets you past Tuesday.

Running Away From Work With This

Running Away From Work With This
Someone just casually stole an entire server's worth of RAM sticks and is making their escape. That's probably like $5,000+ worth of memory modules just chilling in a car. Either they're "borrowing" hardware from the office to upgrade their gaming rig, or they just discovered the company's decommissioned equipment isn't being monitored. The real question is: did they test each stick before yoinking them, or are they about to get home and discover half of them are faulty? Nothing says "I quit" quite like literally taking your work's memory with you—both figuratively and literally.

Stop Doing DNS

Stop Doing DNS
Someone finally said it. DNS is apparently a scam perpetuated by Big Nameserver to sell more resolvers. Servers were perfectly happy being identified by raw IP addresses until sysadmins got greedy and demanded "respect" in the form of complex distributed systems that nobody understands. The argument here is that we had hosts.txt—a single file that every computer could use to map names to IPs. Simple. Elegant. Completely unscalable. But who needs the internet to grow anyway? Instead, sysadmins convinced everyone we needed this elaborate DNS infrastructure with recursive queries, authoritative nameservers, TTLs, and zone files. Now when someone asks for example.com, you get a 17-step journey through multiple servers just to return an IP address. They've been laughing at us this whole time while we troubleshoot NXDOMAIN errors at 3 AM. The three diagrams with increasing question marks perfectly sum up every developer's understanding of DNS: "I think I get it... wait, what?... I have no idea what's happening anymore."

It Feels Weird

It Feels Weird
BGP peering being described as something "even friends can do" is the networking equivalent of saying "even friends can perform open-heart surgery together." Sure, technically possible, but someone's definitely getting hurt. For the uninitiated: BGP (Border Gateway Protocol) is how the entire internet routes traffic between autonomous systems. It's the protocol that literally holds the internet together, and misconfiguring it can take down chunks of the web (looking at you, Facebook 2021 outage). Setting up BGP peering between networks requires trust, technical competency, and usually involves at least three conference calls where nobody's mic works properly. The idea that you'd casually BGP peer with your buddy like you're sharing Netflix passwords is both adorable and terrifying. "Hey bro, wanna exchange routing tables?" is not normal friend behavior. That's enterprise-level commitment right there.

The Magic Key

The Magic Key
The Linux sysadmin's equivalent of "abracadabra" - just prefix any command with sudo and watch your permissions problems vanish into thin air. Can't install that package? Sudo. File won't delete? Sudo. Server on fire? Probably sudo. It's the universal skeleton key that grants you god-mode privileges on Unix systems. Sure, you could carefully consider whether you actually need root access for each operation, or you could just slap sudo on everything and live dangerously. Most of us choose the latter because reading permission errors is for people with time on their hands. Fun fact: sudo stands for "superuser do" but in practice it means "I have no idea what I'm doing but I'm doing it with admin privileges."