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You happen to see a strange looking character with a wild look in his eye, mumbling obscenities to himself that can’t be deciphered by any linguist at the University of Miami about the latest disaster he has been through, or the last "Trip from Hell" he has endured, and he seems to be walking aimlessly through the building with a pace that can only be compared to the best time clocked at Moroso, with his fists clinched tighter that mike Tyson could ever clinch his own. You have just had a close encounter If with a Workstation support person. Did I say Person? These beings are anything but Human. It takes something more that Human to Deal with delayed Flights, Subcompact Rentals, Idiot Airline personnel, Half witted desk clerks at the Hotel and inadequate directions to the Site Offices. Lets not even get into Software that isn't QUITE READY for distribution to the mainstream users that haven't got clue one as to what the hell this strange guy is installing on their PC, What's it for? Why am I getting this? Is this an upgrade? And why are my Icons now missing? Who are you? I'm with Workstation ma'am. Don't worry I know what I'm doing. I have to at least get this half finished so that I can start the new rollout of another system to another part of the Company on another floor of some other software that has been "tested" and "approved" and is desperately needed so that we are Y2K compliant! Whatever the Hell that means... We all know the world is going to turn to pure Crap at 11:59 December 31st anyway, so what does it matter? Half of these "more Than Human" individual's envision themselves as Mech-Warrior mercenaries hell bent on destroying themselves and everything around them and the other half are sucking down protein and supplements that for all intensive purposes aren't even fit for Human consumption in attempt to become Muclebound freaks that attempt to lift tons of weight in the gym but find paper way too heavy to lift to fill the tray in the printer. If you happen to find yourself in the elevator with one of these beings, do not make any sudden movements! They may think you want to hand them a work request and you'll find yourself in a Vulcan death grip, do not make eye contact or show any fear what so ever, you will appear as food and your demise is eminent, and for God's sake do not attempt to regurgitate the latest article you read in PC magazine thinking that you may appear "In the Know" with computers, that will merely agitate them and they will either slit your throat with a switchblade, broadsword or light-saber or they will simply pull out the newest implement of destruction from Glock and blow your head clean off. |
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