The Avatar Once upon a time when I used to have to werq for a living.
I needed to save some old parts for the antiquated ticket validators for the Tri-County rail transit system. The boss was constantly pestering me to get rid of these parts and others as well. These particular parts had a three to six month wait time when ordering if you could get them at all. Still we were running over a hundred of these validators even when parts were not available. I found that I took a piece of 600 sandpaper and carefully removed the scratches in the circular gold plating traces, which were contact points on the circuit boards, I could reuse them for a while and keep our antiquated ticket validators running a for a few more years.
I was also taking care of over one-hundred near fifteen year old Pentium 90 and 100 computers from the ticket machines. So I had to hoard the used and damaged boards we could repair as they were no longer available or cost a fortune at near $2000 for a an antique mother board. Most of these boards you found at the Goodwill or in the trash bins. The two of us in the shop saved the company over $130,000 in one year rescuing parts as we did. Still we were constantly harassed for hoarding and doing our jobs and saving the company money.
Any way to make a short story a bit longer I made artwerq people out of the smallish validator circuit boards I needed to save. Mostly to keep them close and keep track of them cuz the boss kept having newbies throw things away he thought were not needed. Then he would come to me a few months later and ask if we had any of the parts he had tossed. I would ask him if he had told me or others to toss them and he would say sheepishly yes. Then I would ask him how many he needed. It was crazy but I usually, had gone dumpster diving, and saved within two or three of what he asked for. We are talking about tens and hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of unobtainum parts and testing equipment here. This was a common thing back in the days before I had to retire.
Hacken Jack started off as a Christmas ornament, back when we were not allowed have any evil Christmas thing among us, and morphed into my buddy with arms, fingers and sword to hack things with as well as my Avatar.
Hacken Jack original Christmas Jack and computer patch cord garland
Hacken Jack standing tall
Hacken Jack gone spear fishing
I almost fergot about the username. I got stabbed by a syringe in one of our transit buses when I first started werqing for the company and ended up with Hep-C. I was trying to find a username that was not taken, back then, and could not. Then I thought to myself I am a biohazard so hence the username it is. I got treatment three or four years back that cost near $100K here in the states but only cost $1000 in other countries. Big pharma pays our congressmen allot of money to be able to do that. Still it was nasty and I am grateful to be rid of it at any cost. Insurance at my job paid for it after years of jumping through hoops.
I still use the name as it was such a big part of my life for so many years.