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… then sarcasm low, kthnxbai.

Despite having a very good memory, I hate to remember things. It’s such a stress: I sometimes fantasize about forgetting my work computer’s password, needing to go at the sys-admin and ask for it to be reset. Oh the humiliation!

This is why I hate signing up for anything. Needless to say: I often end up signing up for stuff anyway. Such as to an online IT shop, to order a birthday present for a work colleague.

Imagine my pleasant surprise, when right below the large red “Buy now” button, there are two phone numbers I could order from. So I call, and even though it was past 8pm someone does pick up and doesn’t tell me they’re closed for the day. I’m starting to have faith again… or am I too hasty?

Vera: Hi! Is this onlineshop?
Sales guy: Yes, good evening. How may I help you?
Vera: I’d like to buy product xyz please. Could you also tell me if it’s possible to get it by Friday? I live in city name.
Sales guy: Oh yes, we should get it by Friday, don’t worry. Have you placed an order online yet?
Vera: Um no… but I thought I could do it by phone too. I don’t much like to sign up for anything.
Sales guy: yeah… I’ll never understand why people want to order stuff online. Maybe when we’ll be a more civilized country things’ll change.
Vera:
Sales guy: well bye, we’ll be expecting your online order.

*CLICK*

I could only stare at the phone. Was I actually mocked because I followed the instructions on their site?! I so wish I had had the courage to smugly point out that I develop sites like the one he so smugly uses, on a daily basis

And the best part: I receive a text message the next day (after placing the order online), that the product was out of stock so my order was canceled. Such professionalism, I think I might just faint from the ecstasy of it all.

Do pseudo tech guys act all high and mighty elsewhere too?

I’ll have to disappoint Kimmie: I’m not at all weird. Constantly making use of a bad choice of words seems to be a requirement for a (software) developer. Of course, there’s the fact that my colleagues do this on purpose while I don’t… but then I’m still learning

Vera is bemoaning the fact that her computer would not start up.

Colleague 1: Why not take that laptop in the meanwhile?
Me: I can’t! A would roast me alive, just look at what he does to B, when he so much as looks at his tool.
Colleague 2: B, stop looking at A’s tool¹.
Me:

Rest of the colleagues died of laughter.

What are the side effects of your job… or regular activities?

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¹ for those of you who don’t know, tool is slang for penis.

… well “master” is pushing it a bit, but makes for a flashy title. I was going to post about my creepy stalker(s). Alas, none showed up. Couple that with the fact that a certain Snark member decided not to sue herself for libel(nu LULZ) this is what you get: way too much free time and boredom.

[edit] Rewritten to make it clearer… hopefully [/edit]

There are some things I instantly take a dislike to: Java¹, for example. As with all instant dislikes, no good reason was to be found. I was annoyed at having to use Notepad to edit code files, which meant no color coding and no automatic indentations. Add to that using command prompt to debug. What do you get? One great mess and an extremely pissed of Vera.

Javascript and I, started out on friendly terms. My first encounter with it was during my n00b days. I decided that my invaluable (Dreamweaver-generated) coding must be worth a fortune, and thus warranted the disabling of right clicking. Sure, there was the little matter of yours truly being highly annoyed when it happened to her, but who counted that?

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