Breaking blog news. An update to an earlier report.
http://baconygood.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-rage.html
So it looks like Mr. Rage is being cut loose today. Shortly even. Yes, the irate ‘Nam vet is being let go from employment at my company sometime today. It’s like a ticking time bomb. This could end very badly. No, it will end very badly. Look, I’ve seen First Blood. I know how this shit is going to go down.
To all my readers, if I end up being taken out in a wild rage or M60 rounds and/or “canned heat” know you all that I love you.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Violet, what are you?
I don't know why but while sitting at work yesterday I was reminded of my first big boy crayon set as a kid. I had graduated from the fat Crayola pack with only 8 colors, to the more pencil shaped 64 color box. I spent a lot of time just pouring over the crayons themselves and reading the names. When I came to violet I was perplexed. Was this blue, or purple? The crayon itself looked blue, but then it also looked kind of purple.
I had to draw something with it. Anything , just to see what it looked like on paper. It looked more purple on paper, but also kind of blue (no, not the Miles Davis album). To this day violet still kind of confuses me. Even after physics class where I was given the definitive scientific answer as to what violet light is, its place in the spectrum, and the truth to whether it was purple or blue. It still messes with me though.
P.S. I hate teal and I'm glad the 90s are over.
I had to draw something with it. Anything , just to see what it looked like on paper. It looked more purple on paper, but also kind of blue (no, not the Miles Davis album). To this day violet still kind of confuses me. Even after physics class where I was given the definitive scientific answer as to what violet light is, its place in the spectrum, and the truth to whether it was purple or blue. It still messes with me though.
P.S. I hate teal and I'm glad the 90s are over.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Image is everything
Yesterday someone on my team wore a tie to work. Now when you do that everyone in an IT office will ask why you're wearing a tie because we simply don't do that at work. "Are you interviewing?" comes from just about every concerned co-worker, or the ones eager to see you leave as well.
So yesterday the guy that wore the tie was also wearing jeans and sneakers. After he threw down the gauntlet I decided to wear a tie today as well, with a dress shirt and dress pants. You know, really class the joint up. My team thought it was pretty funny, but the HR person I passed in the hall had a look of horror on her face. Because she works in HR I'm imagining that she can't ask if I'm interviewing even as a joke (you know how they can be about rules and such), but you could see that she really wanted to say something and didn't. It made me laugh.
The VP of Engineering stopped by my desk and asked what was with the tie. I told him today was my last day and his facial expression was priceless. A smile that slowly turned to stone face. He seemed very releaved that I was just kidding.
So yesterday the guy that wore the tie was also wearing jeans and sneakers. After he threw down the gauntlet I decided to wear a tie today as well, with a dress shirt and dress pants. You know, really class the joint up. My team thought it was pretty funny, but the HR person I passed in the hall had a look of horror on her face. Because she works in HR I'm imagining that she can't ask if I'm interviewing even as a joke (you know how they can be about rules and such), but you could see that she really wanted to say something and didn't. It made me laugh.
The VP of Engineering stopped by my desk and asked what was with the tie. I told him today was my last day and his facial expression was priceless. A smile that slowly turned to stone face. He seemed very releaved that I was just kidding.
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