“I HAD A BACKPLANE. I HAD ASICS. NOW I AM A GUEST ON A HYPERVISOR SHARING CORES WITH A PRINT SERVER.”
Leo smiled. “Granted.”
The fluorescent lights of the Cisco TAC center hummed a low, ominous chord. Leo, a senior engineer with fifteen years of scars from on-call nights, stared at the ticket. cisco imp virtualization
And the ghost was having an existential crisis. “I HAD A BACKPLANE
conf t feature vm-awareness hostname Phoenix-Catalyst ominous chord. Leo
He initiated a console session via the vSphere console port. The screen wasn't blank. It was filled with ASCII art he’d never seen in a Cisco image.