Archive for the Category Interpersonal

A programmer is drinking a diet coke. His aged mother looks up from her bowl of vanilla ice cream smothered in maple syrup. Aged Mother: You know, you look pretty good for your age. Programmer: Huh? Why thank you. Aged Mother: So how old are you now? Programmer: Umm, how old do you think? Aged […]

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Recently I began a bit of housekeeping on the blog; checking if anything should be deleted, trying to remember what stories had already been chronicled, that sort of thing. Oddly enough, the first point that jumped out at me had to do with dentistry. For a while there I was writing quite a bit about […]

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Please refer to Episode I if this topic is new to the reader. Well, today I received a second letter from the IRS. It came to me at my imaginary home address of 1234 Elm Street, Hollywood, USA. (For an explanation of the imaginary address again please see Episode I.) This second, computer generated, letter […]

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Or perhaps ‘Post Office of the Brain Dead,’ or ‘IRS of the Brain Dead.’ But read on and compose your own appropriate title. My mailing address is not; 1234 Elm St. Hollywood USA 56789. It’s not, but let’s just pretend that it is. Yesterday I received a letter from the Internal Revenue Service. The letter […]

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Maybe this only bothers me because I’m a programmer. For programmers, “It’s either a 0 or a 1.??? The lights are either on or off. Things are either right or wrong. Or perhaps it’s because I’m an only child. There are lots of editorials on the Internet that seem to blame people’s behavior on that […]

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The phone rings, and a programmer answers. Programmer: Hello? Voice on the phone: Hala Misa Hailon Da? Programmer:: I beg your pardon? Voice on the phone: Hailon. Hailon Da? Programmer: I’m sorry, but you’re slurring, or we have a bad connection, or I can’t understand your accent. What did you say? Voice on the phone: […]

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23.01.09 | 0

Buying a Sandwich

Time has passed, and it appears that the staff at my local Subway Sandwich shop is once again composed of completely new, enthusiastic, but inexperienced employees. Upon noticing this I surmised that I would thus be destined to repeat all of my previous sandwich adventures, with a new supporting cast. However, I was wrong. There […]

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09.10.08 | 0

Hardware Problems

Or perhaps user error. Last week I was at FedEx mailing letters to a client so that they could then mail them out to the recipients. But that’s not the story. I waited in line, held up the material I wished to mail, and said, “I want to FedEx this to someone.??? I was sent […]

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07.10.08 | 0

The Singles Scene

I guess things are a bit different nowadays. Last Saturday I was at a cocktail party, well… It was an awards presentation with buffet and open bar. Lots of married couples, but a few singles milling about. A woman walked up to me and struck up a conversation on the usual subjects; Didn’t I see […]

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16.06.08 | 0

What’s In a Name: IV

By now readers will be well versed in my use of my middle name and the comedic hijinx that ensues there from. This is frequently amplified by the fact that I am now old, I don’t always think of myself as old… but society seems to insist upon it, and that my father was old. […]

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