Title: The leash that entangles me
Random Link o' the Day:
How the Bastard Operator Came Amongst His Children (yes, more
a.s.r. humor)
We've gone through a lot together, lovely viewers, and I feel comfortable with you now. You've always been there for me through thick and thin, trials, tribulations, troubles and alliteration. We... have bonded.
Therefore, my children, I must share this news with you. Even though I hesitate to burden your souls with this knowledge, nevertheless, I must. Try to be strong and bear up under it as best you can. Hold my hand if you need to.
The dreaded moment -- the time we hoped would never come upon us -- has arrived.
*deep breath*
I... have been assigned a pager.
Yes, yes, I know... let out your tears of anguish. Weep that this free- spirited BOFH, who scoffed at the very idea of being chained to her job this way, who once flung a pager across the street at a New Year's Eve party to hear the satisfying crack-crunch of the casing breaking apart on the pavement, who indeed epitomized giving the proverbial finger to the Man... is now a common slave to the whims of the Unix Gods. Or daemons, as it were. *sigh* What a pity indeed to see this once-proud spirit broken and in bondage.
Hell, it's not like it's even a good pager. It's plain vanilla -- not even alpha-numeric, ferchrissakes. That means nobody can send me nasty and obscene South Park references in the middle of a meeting to cheer me up... *grumble grumble* Oh well. I still have my nifty Palm Vx to play with instead of actually having to pay attention in meetings. *pets her Palm Vx* Good girl...
-- marcie.