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You Know You’ve Been Hacking Too Long When...
You dial the wrong number on your phone and look for "undo". When you don’t find it, you grumble about how primitive the phones are.
You complain that your alarm clock is "inflexible" and "worthless" because it can’t sync with your calendar and automatically know when to wake you up.
You know more IP addresses off the top of your head than phone numbers. You know the ISO country codes for nations you can’t locate on the map. You’ve never met most of your friends in person.
You’ve had dreams in a programming language.
You want to develop a standard for where Post-It sticky notes should be attached relative to the contents of a document, so that the results can be wellformed and easy to parse.
Ten Ways To Tell If A Redneck Has Been Working On A Computer
10. The monitor is up on blocks.
9. Outgoing faxes have tobacco stains on them.
8. The six front keys have rotted out.
7. The extra RAM slots have Ford truck parts stored in them.
6. The numeric keypad only goes up to six.
5. The password is "Bubba."
4. There’s a gun rack mounted on the CPU.
3. There’s a Skoal can in the CD-ROM drive.
2. The keyboard is painted in camouflage.
AND the number 1 way to tell if a Redneck has been working on a computer is...
1. The mouse is referred to as a "critter."
An artist, a lawyer, and a computer scientist are discussing the merits of a mistress. The artist tells of the passion, the thrill which comes with the risk of being discovered. The lawyer warns of the difficulties. It can lead to guilt, divorce, bankruptcy. Not worth it. Too many problems. The computer scientist says "It’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. My wife thinks I’m with my mistress. My mistress thinks I’m home with my wife, and I can spend all night on the computer!"
There are three engineers in a car; an electrical engineer, a chemical engineer and a Microsoft engineer. Suddenly the car just stops by the side of the road, and the three engineers look at each other wondering what could be wrong.
The electrical engineer suggests stripping down the electronics of the car and trying to trace where a fault might have occurred.
The chemical engineer, not knowing much about cars, suggests that maybe the fuel is becoming emulsified and getting blocked somewhere.
Then, the Microsoft engineer, not knowing much about anything, comes up with a suggestion, ’Why don’t we close all the windows, get out, get back in, open the windows again, and maybe it’ll work !?’
Three men: a project manager, a software engineer, and a hardware engineer are in Ft. Lauderdale for a two-week period helping out on a project.
About midweek they decide to walk up and down the beach during their lunch hour. Halfway up the beach, they stumbled upon a lamp. As they rub the lamp a genie appears and says "Normally I would grant you 3 wishes, but since there are 3 of you, I will grant you each one wish."
The hardware engineer went first. "I would like to spend the rest of my life living in a huge house in St. Thomas, with no money worries and surrounded by beautiful women who worship me." The genie granted him his wish and sent him on off to St. Thomas.
The software engineer went next. "I would like to spend the rest of my life living on a huge yacht cruising the Mediterranean, with no money worries and surrounded by beautiful women who worship me." The genie granted him his wish and sent him off to the Mediterranean.
Last, but not least, it was the project manager’s turn. "And what would your wish be?" asked the genie.
"I want them both back after lunch" replied the project manager.
A tourist walked into a pet shop and was looking at the animals on display. While he was there,another customer walked in and said to the shopkeeper, "I’ll have a C monkey please." The shopkeeper nodded, went over to a cage at the side of the shop and took out a monkey.He fit a collar and leash, handed it to the customer, saying, "That’ll be $5000." The customer paid and walked out with his monkey.
Startled, the tourist went over to the shopkeeper and said, "That was a very expensive monkey.Why did it cost so much?"The shopkeeper answered, "Ah, that monkey can program in C - very fast,tight code, no bugs, well worth the money."
The tourist looked at the monkey in another cage. "That one’s even more expensive! $10,000! What does it do?" "Oh, that one’s a C++ monkey; it can manage object-oriented programming, Visual C++, even some Java.All the really useful stuff," said the shopkeeper.
The tourist looked around for a little longer and saw a third monkey in a cage of its own.The price tag around its neck read $50,000. He gasped to the shopkeeper,"That one costs more than all the other put together!
What on earth does it do?" The shopkeeper replied, "Well, I haven’t actually seen it do anything, but the other monkeys call him the project manager."
A rather inhibited engineer finally splurged on a luxury cruise to the Caribbean. It was the "craziest" thing he had ever done in his life. Just as he was beginning to enjoy himself, a hurricane roared upon the huge ship, capsizing it like a child’s toy. Somehow the engineer, desperately hanging on to a life preserver, managed to wash ashore on a secluded island.
Outside of beautiful scenery, a spring-fed pool, bananas, and coconuts, there was little else. He lost all hope and for hours on end, sat under same palm tree. One day, after several months had passed, a gorgeous woman in a small rowboat appeared.
"I’m from the other side of the island," she said. "Were you on the cruise ship, too?"
"Yes, I was," he answered. "But where did you get that rowboat?"
"Well, I whittled the oars from gum tree branches, wove the reinforced gunnel from palm branches, and made the keel and stern from a Eucalyptus tree."
"But, what did you use for tools?" asked the man.
"There was a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed on the south side of the island. I discovered that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into ductile iron. Anyhow, that’s how I got the tools. But, enough of that," she said. "Where have you been living all this time? I don’t see any shelter."
"To be honest, I’ve just been sleeping on the beach," he said.
"Would you like to come to my place?" the woman asked.
The engineer nodded dumbly. She expertly rowed them around to her side of the island, and tied up the boat with a handsome strand of hand-woven hemp topped with a neat back splice. They walked up a winding stone walk she had laid and around a Palm tree. There stood an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white.
"It’s not much, but I call it home." Inside, she said, "Sit down please; would you like to have a drink?"
"No, thanks," said the man. "One more coconut juice and I’ll throw up!"
"It won’t be coconut juice," the woman replied. "I have a crude still out back, so we can have authentic Pina Coladas."
Trying to hide his amazement, the man accepted the drink, and they sat down on her couch to talk. After they had exchanged stories, the woman asked, "Tell me, have you always had a beard?"
"No," the man replied, "I was clean shaven all of my life until I ended up on this island."
"Well if you’d like to shave, there’s a razor upstairs in the bathroom cabinet."
The man, no longer questioning anything, went upstairs to the bathroom and shaved with an intricate bone-and-shell device honed razor-sharp. Next he showered -- not even attempting to fathom a guess as to how she managed to get warm water into the bathroom -- and went back downstairs. He couldn’t help but admire the masterfully carved banister as he walked.
"You look great," said the woman. "I think I’ll go up and slip into something more comfortable." As she did, the man continued to sip his Pina Colada. After a short time, the woman, smelling faintly of gardenias, returned wearing a revealing gown fashioned out of pounded palm fronds.
"Tell me," she asked, "we’ve both been out here for a very long time with no companionship. You know what I mean. Haven’t you been lonely, too? Isn’t there something that you really, really miss? Something that all men and woman need? Something that would be really nice to have right now?!"
"Yes there is!" the man replied, shucking off his shyness. "There is something I’ve wanted to do for so long. But on this island all alone, it was just ... well, it was impossible."
"Well, it’s not impossible, any more," the woman said.
The man, practically panting in excitement, said breathlessly, "You mean... you actually figured out some way we can check our e-mail?!"
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