I like working in a place where I can say things like "you fucking chaos monkey, don't you have better things to do than scooch up the nearest tree you can find while throwing coconuts and feces at everyone? 'Cause, frankly, I'm not amused."
And where I can send e-mail to customers explaining that "I'm sorry, but the many ways and means of our release schedules and compositions are beyond a mere mortal such as I. Perhaps if we consult the Almighty Oracle Of The Mountain, he who is much practiced in the science of divination, we shall be blessed with an answer that our puny minds may comprehend."
And where I occasionally have to ask my boss things like "What's machine (x) running right now?" To which his response was "Nothing, that machine doesn't exist any more."
Me: "Um... I can ping it and it's port scanning me."
Him: "Oh, yeah, I am running a port scan."
Me: "Just how DO you define 'doesn't exist'?"
I'ma get in trouble one of these days, but for now it keeps me from being irritated with other drivers quite so much.
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