Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Sometimes the bar eats you

Said at work this week, in hyperbole: "If I could only do X all day, I'd be a happy camper!"
Boss grins widely: "I'll be right back, I have another project for you!"

In this case, X was bash scripting. But it could have been anything; I was asking for trouble.

Even if it's something lots of fun, there's some aspect of it that's horrible.
"If I could only write purchase orders all day, I'd be a happy camper!"
Boss: "Great, because we need these individually cut, one per box of paper clips. We can't automate it because you need to increment this flyer with the number of paperclips in the PO"

"If I could just write jokes all day, I'd be a happy camper!"
Boss: "Great, we need you to write all the quips for these America's Funniest Home Videos. Make sure they're hilarious, but PG rated!"

"If I could just get blowjobs all day, I'd be a happy camper!"
Boss: "John, meet Michael."

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