It consisted mostly of sitting around listening to our lecturer, who was younger than the majority of course participants, ramble on about the impoirtance of Active Directory and the proper usage of LDAP strings.
I am slightly disappointed, though in truth since I’m taking this course part-time after work I don’t think I have the energy to concentrate on anything more difficult. The high point of today’s lesson was when our instructor challenged us to “create a thousand Organizational Units within 1 minute”, a task which for some reason he seemed to think would be difficult for a bunch of guys who worked as Sysadmins. I can think of a trivial solution:
for %i in (1, 1000, 1) do dsadd ou ou=%i,dc=xxx,dc=com
Perhaps if you tried to do an IO operation from a CSV or something it might take longer than a minute to script. And then it’s more a petty show of typing speed than anything else.
It doesn’t help that there are two girls from the training centre taking the course for free (my guess is sales-related staff trying to understand what they’re supposed to be selling) sitting behind me. They unfortunately belong to the category of students who never have questions and, when the time comes for practical, giggle excessively because they are unable to perform tasks and hope that the giggling will sound cute enough to attract alpha males to their rescue.
In an MCSA (that’s Microsoft Certified System Administrator) course, there are no alpha males. The girls sank.
There are only low-level System Admins, who probably do not really like giggling girls who need help adding Users to Active Directory, after a long day at work facing not-so-giggly-girls who need help adding Users to Active Directory or performing any of a dozen other minor odd tasks to satisfy their inane administrative requirements. Even the course instructor worked as some kind of big-shot network engineer (he claimed to have entered The Pentagon’s first-floor server room), and his response was to stand behind them as they floundered about with their MMC and tell them to refer to the appropriate instructions.
Ah well. The course is company-sponsored. Who am I to complain?
speaking of company sponsored, I also get to go to Shanghai next week for a company trip! I’d like to say I’m happy about it, but I get the sneaking suspicion that I was chosen to go for the trip because of the biting remark I’d contributed at the company mid-year review about how I’d been “tricked” into the company because of the promise of overseas work opportunities, upon which my boss had promised to fulfill said promise.
Now I feel obliged not to quit as soon as I might have wanted to. As my boss knows only too well.