Schwab. I worked across from it in the reclaimed basement of Toyon like some sort of hidden Brazil ductwork steampunk menagerie for workers. Their IT department was well-regarded because each department did their own thing, which was inherently efficient in flexibility, control, and service but not in cost of delivery. I was an obsessive control freak, wannabe computer science researcher, and LTT-like PC putter-togetherer masquerading as a Windows sysadmin playing with a $100k budget trying to get barcodes on every single cable, every single asset tagged, inventoried, and reporting basic info 24x7, having everything racked in a real datacenter rather than the housing draw NetBSD "server" desktop going brrrr behind my head, and adopting DR/BCP so that the organization could survive another semi-malicious Microsoft RCE worm or maybe a building fire (the datacenter had FM200).

>> hidden Brazil ductwork steampunk menagerie

As a huge fan of William Gibson, that's some lovely writing, my fellow greybeard.

>> I was an obsessive control freak

There are 'control freaks' and there are the rest of the sea of humanity. Michael Jordan, LeBron James, Einstein, Feynman, ... I like my place in the set of the control freaks of the world. The key is to not ever try to control other people, only our own circumstances, including our own selves.