Exactly. <GRIN>

Okay. So one of you got to one of my friends that doesn't know ya'll


He asked these questions just now.

Why is the office so far?

Or perhaps the alternative. Why are you so far from the office.


Fookers.

It's good to know, Aahz, that our influence manifests beyond the surreality of Uncensored.

He still lives too far away from the office. The only thing that changed is that he found a workaround. It's still ok to pick on him. Rule #4 and all that.

Now that I have wheels again, I may head to the office from time to time, just to beat the cabin fever.

Your office or my office?

My office. If I want to sit around with a bunch of people I don't know, I don't have to drive all the way to Long Island to do it. And I don't think my truck wants to spend any more time there.

Wrong office.

Wrong truck?

I believe El Perv is referring to the fact that he has invited me to occasionally spend the day working from his home office, as a way to break the monotony and have a few coffee breaks together. This does make more sense than driving to Long Island, and it's also good because the truck told me it doesn't want to go back there.

Overheard a coworker who works in a different division than me:

"Alright sir, I'm out."

Thinking to myself:

"Yep, me too."

Even though I have another 30 minutes before my day is finished. Heh.

I was out before I got in.

Why beat the rush, I suppose.

It's interesting, hiring a fresh programmer with little experience at the craft.

Not expecting the new hire to have much skill, I have to think more carefully about how I communicate about writing software. It's one of those things where you don't necessarily know what you know until you find someone who doesn't know what you know, and you have to think about how to discuss complex topics to a really intelligent person without being ridiculous and resorting to, say, baby-talk.

And then there's the random bits of technical details that come up. Today, I showed her the magic of 'arp -a' and how she can see the MAC addresses of all the machines she's talked to in her local network. That lead to an anecdote about hackers who poison arp tables to masquarade as other machines within the LAN, and how we needed to do this for an assessment we created to test students... which is one of those areas of our job that gets kind of fun, thinking of awful things you can do that you normally wouldn't want to do.

Not that *I* got to write such software... someone else had that opportunity.
But I maybe I'll write something like that for funzies at home.