I'm Geordie. That's my name, I'm not "a geordie" because if that was my name and a thing I was it'd be really weird. Late 30s, cishet (he/him), love basketball and go to all Sydney Kings home games with my wife and 7 year old kid. I live in the North Shore are of Sydney in Australia. I love cooking, especially for my family, and I work in cloud tech. I joined Mastodon to have a more chill experience with more real people.
So in a work meeting today someone had a loud background noise on the call and said “sorry that’s my sister here to pick up a puppy.” And someone else patiently said “you can’t just drop that, you need to show us the puppy.”
So she did. Then other people picked up their dogs and showed everyone too. Best meeting.
Customer (cont.): "Once you do this blindly, we will periodically refuse you permission to do other things based on that original choice."
Customer: "The most important thing out of all the things that exist, is to categorise what you are going to do into the correct one of several dozen logical groupings that we have made up and can't really explain."
Me (panicking): "Square? Electric? Not wet?"
Me: "O... k. I am going to provision and configure a computer to solve a problem."
Customer: "What will its classification be? This is the most important thing."
Me: "It's... classification will be... computer?"
Me: "Hi, customer! I am a computer expert."
Customer: "Hi. We've re-defined literally every term, approach and method you've learned and perfected across two decades, and also made up our own entire concepts that have no meaning outside our walls. There are rules that use the concepts which have no justification, to break them, you need to find a millionaire who doesn't understand technology to agree."
So I've spent most the day picking scabs out of my hair and trying different adhesive dressings to see which one shows up least on video calls. How are you all?
Anyway, I wake up basically coated in blood with a terrified family (I was fine, if you cut yourself above the eyebrow it bleeds like a motherfucker even though nothing is really that bad, cf. boxing)
So I sleepwalk sometimes, and last night I sleep walked my ass into a door. and because I'd had a few drinks before I went to bed, I just went back to bed after whacking my head on a door.
I love to cook and eat. Professional and amateur digital technology nerd. Living on stolen Guringai land. I don’t mind people being rich but every billionaire is a policy failure and nobody should be poor.
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