My worthless black-hole of an existence - applies to all you 'hilarious' IT people with your witty quips
During my time as highly respected I.T. monkey I regularly used to set up multiflopping-hyperthreaded LAN servelets tosspot incomatic wankfests (Beta versions) while simultaneously handling support calls from the drones who were having trouble with windoze.(see what I did, that's an industry joke)We'd always put their calls on speaker-phone so myself and my fellow colleagues could wallow in our own crapulence as we mutually masturbated in the tech room, the winner being the first person to spunk before the person calling I.T. support had said "Ok, I've turned it back on but I'm still locked out of my profile." Oh how we laughed as everyone looked so beneath us and I shot my muck into the eyes of the human spunk vessel that was our cleaner. How dare they be PC illiterate, they should've been shot on sight, leaving me free to go back to my delusory world of motherboards, masturbatng to downloaded images of cambodean whores and my own jacked up feelings of self importance. That's what helped me sleep at night, along with the endless laughs generated by making hardworking people feel small as I scraped them a few crumbs from my vast table of I.T. knowledge.

Of course, I grew tired of my career and I'm now self employed, developing a way of powering a small reactor using my own smugness as an infinite power source.

No apologies for length, read the fucking manual next time you low paid tramps.
(The Graduate Adding to the confusion since 1974, Mon 25 Sep 2006, 0:44, Reply)