Archives for 1984

Earlier I got chastised by my boss for using a fancy code editor.

“It’s not real programming. It’s a crutch for someone who isn’t very good. If you were any good, you’d write out your code long-hand and then type it in directly. And it’d work first time.”

Which is why he is currently at my desk asking if I have seen the WordPerfect and Lotus 1-2-3 discs.

“It’s not real accounting. It’s a crutch for someone who isn’t very good. If you were any good, you’d write out your balance sheet long-hand and then type it up directly. And the numbers would balance first time.”

Apparently I am the biggest asshole that walks this planet.

Tomorrow I launch my own development company.

Not because I was fired but because I quit.

The first step on the path to enlightenment and inner peace and a disconnection from the drama that your family and friends bring into your life begins with but three words: “Not my problem.”