Ron Washington Wisdom
My glorious IT career
Posted by TFG on July 17th, 2012
My pal Bill made an off-handed reference to the IT industry in a comment below.
Well, my now-32 year career in cutting-edge highest-of-tech IT culminated yesterday in me sitting on the floor in a doctor’s office, next to a surly teenager* in a massage chair who didn’t bother disguising his contempt for old people, punching down a Cat6 wall jack. For free.
Lookie here — at least the floor was carpeted and the office was air-conditioned and I was wearing shorts. I wasn’t on a roof nailing shingles or working the business end of a shovel on a highway. Still, you think there might be some residual value in having Seen Most Of It. Nope.
*His mom was at least semi-good looking in that North Dallas bottle-blonde Wonderbra treadmill-butt kind of way. Dallas still churns those out by the thousands. Learn to be thankful for the small things, kids…sassy barmaids, N. Dallas blondies, a fresh can of snuff…they make your denouement bearable.
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Better sights than San antone
SA is usually a fat girl eating a breakfast taco.
Wonderbra? How dare you sir.
I suppose they could be fake. Enhanced. Whatever they may be, I appreciate it & them.
Kudos for careful use of the word “denouement” in a blog post.
Double kudos for self-referential use of said word.
Scott, you are a National Treasure.
If only I could remember the rest of How to Write…
Reminds me of the poster in my buddy’s garage, laying out the rate for repairs, on a sliding scale based on customer participation, i.e. if you tried to fix it first, if you watch, if you help…
I think I’d add an item to my rate scale for “If you’re an ass”.
Wonderbras are cool. Long as they’re on.
Surly teenager? Be thankful you don’t have to live with one. Next time, stick your foot out at the appropriate moment and trip the SOB.
My odds of not-on are pretty slim, so I’ll take the eye candy.