I can remember my huge fuckups on a few fingers of one hand.
I'm not implying there are few of them, more like they each have a dedicated finger, and I remember them and the cold sweat feel of each specific one.
The first one was decades ago. There was a server room. They had a hardcopy printer in there, and behind it was a big red mushroom button that shut down the whole room. It was about head level if you were looking behind the printer...
I witnessed a similar one. The big box had an emergency power-off switch in back that stuck out. Our operator was dealing with cabling behind the big box, and when he stood up, his belt caught the switch. Oops.
I'm not implying there are few of them, more like they each have a dedicated finger, and I remember them and the cold sweat feel of each specific one.
The first one was decades ago. There was a server room. They had a hardcopy printer in there, and behind it was a big red mushroom button that shut down the whole room. It was about head level if you were looking behind the printer...