No calls. None.

One night left and I know not to get my hopes up for another quiet night but there’s a conflict in historical statistics.

Friday, things usually are quiet, maybe one drive replacement but, there have been too many quiet nights in a row and InfiddleVestCorp has a lot of equipment just waiting to torment me.

The upside is that tomorrow’s Saturday, designated for additional sleep recovery.

Now to bide my time until the machines call me to say they’re broken…