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What's In Your Laptop Bag?
Mudzy writes "TheTechZone is running a cool human interest story showing what their chief editor has inside his laptop bag. Some of the stuff in there could really make a geek salivate - like a mobile VoIP adapter and the world's smallest wireless router."
A laptop
The real news would be if someone could tell us all how much Slashdot is racking in from this arrangement. Come on OSDN, how stupid do you think your audience is?
Entrepreneur : (noun), French for "unemployed"
Wow thats so awesome, I wonder what he keeps in his glove box? In fact I see the potential for a who series of articles in which we can examine every container he posseses individually. We could even examine the lap top bags of other employees, the possibilities are endless.
Philosophy.
and condoms.
You know those aren't toys...they're actually for having sex with girls.
Don't take life so seriously. No one makes it out alive.
(20) Emergency tampon. Oh, wait! That's your iPod Shuffle. Never mind.
It's not offtopic, dumbass. It's orthogonal.
...that's not my bag baby. Honestly.
So really, what you want is a purse.
After all, I am strangely colored.
I'm not sure about pen, but scissors beats paper.
I was in highschool a few years ago when I met on of the most respected men in my life. He came to the school in the form of a "nice" Bofh. Living in a small town I was the only person I knew at school that used linux, until that year when I met my two geek friends. The one I'm talking of in this story though had been a consultant, computer tech, special agent in the military for drug enforcement and a soldier. This is the type of guy that has many stories, and all so good you could sit and listen to him for hours even if you didn't know him. We hit it off and since then have kept in touch although he and the school parted ways, in a not so friendly way.
My sister had been wanting a laptop for a few years, and my dad can be cheap when he wants to be, which is most of the time. He had an employee working for his tree and lawn business who was willing to sell an imac to him for 50$. So he bought the laptop and gave it to my sister for $DEC25(christmas, yule, etc)
A few days after christmas, my sister comes to me with a check she found in the laptop bag for about 150$. "Don't you know this guy?". It was indeed signed by my tech friend, and I asked if I could have it.
I figured this was reasonable, since my fathers employee also did work for my friend on the side, and once he had him clean out a computer shop in town when they moved the business. Everything he thought was junk he left at the shop.
So next time I saw my friend I showed him the check and asks in a very serious tone where I had gotten it from. I told him about the laptop bag and how my father had boughten it off from the mutual employee.
To finish the story, the laptop was stolen!
It was a happy ending though, my sister got to keep the laptop and the guy still works for my friend.
Moral: you never know what you're gonna find in a used *bag
*laptop, purse, tool, etc.
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22)Profit!
Since everyone is doing it, I'll list mine too:
.45 caliber automatic with 2 boxes of ammunition
1. IBM Thinkpad. Couple of years old. No power brick (I'm too lazy to unplug it)
2. Membership card for a long dead video club
3. Spare car keys. I lock myself out of my car every couple of weeks or so.
4. Bloody knife I forgot to dump the last hit.
5. One
6. Four days concentrated emergency rations
7. One drug issue containing antibiotics, morphine, vitamin pills, pep pills, sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills
8. One miniature combination russian phrase book and bible
7. One hundred dollars in rubles
8. One hundred dollars in gold
9. Nine packs of chewing gum
10. One issue of prophylactics
11. Three lipsticks
12. Three pair of nylon stockings.
I'm prepared for pretty much everything.
No sig
Why do you automatically assume that he's straight?
;)
Because he didn't mention that he had an iBook or PowerBook in his bag.
At any point in time I carry a vast number of items in my laptop bag. In no order of real importance or stature I do confess the list is hefty. Bear with me in that this convulted mess came about through various adventures none of which are even remotely interesting to even a passerby.
The first item I collected on an adventure to the common storage area. In this places all manner of triffles are scuttled away and hidden from their various masters in an attempt to make humanity that much more bearable. I confess the initial temptation was too great to stave and in my weakness I did partake of the lowly white collar plunder. In that dark hour I chose to borrow, for only a short time, a pen capable of writing in the darkest of inks. Unfortunately, the list does not stop there and I was still yet unable to fight the deviant hunger in my belly and ultimately chose to once again borrow a stack of Post-It-Notes. Tucked away safely they would live out their lives in my prescious bag.
I digress, the nightmare I thought it was over, but later on a new adventure found me. To the eating room I did follow a cohort of mine. Much to the amusement of the dwellers I found a insatiable collection of candies and sweets enclosed in an electronic closet of sorts. It asked for various metals and things, but a small series of buttons was all my pockets could produce. I shouted quite softly, "Damn you pocket... you starving beast... give me your gold or I'll fill you with those horrid keys!" Surely, I felt them tremble against my flesh, but to no avail as even furious anger could not solve the problem. In secret, I did use my buttons for trade and after some time the machine did yield to me. (Quite an awkward battle, but I do care to say I was the victor) Hence forth, my laptop bag was now filled with a sweet smelling package of plastic wrapped crackers.
The next day found me once again as it has always done despite my efforts and I awoke with adventure resting quietly in my bed. I cried to myself and whispered to her, "Out you harlet, begone from my world and leave me to my rotting flesh!" She would have none of it and sent me on my way. Sitting a top my desk was the newly printed scribbles I fathomed just the night before. These words of wisdom would need or rather yearned to be heard in the morning meeting of waking stars. Quickly, I packed the days order labeled "Office Supplies" into my bag. With that I marched quickly away and hid for a time on the chariot of mass transportation to work.
I arrived at my desk moments later and let out a sigh of relief as I knew no adventure dare follow me to this cubicle of sanctity. Just then my task master computer whirred to life and produced an array of colors and text. Hypnotized, I stood locked in battle with my foe the monitor. Tis true, the better part of the day I spent in fierce competition. I did not sway, I did not fuss, but in the end the blasted rigging was today's victor. I dare not stray to far, but in vengeful agony I took those words it spewed and onto a cdr I laid them to rest. A grave I did prepare that morning and it was true bliss as it was laid upon a pocket in my laptop bag. "Your secrets, will be safe with me," I spoke sorely, but with a light over tone of reverence.
With that me and prescious flew to lunch with arms of wax wings and propulsion of far greater power then any air vessel. We ate in solitude this day and talked non-chalantly for a time. Still, my own whimisical musings could not help to cope with idle hands. Soft, brown, delicious paper napkins did find their way to me. I peered to my left and peered to my right. Not a soul watched as I gave them to my prescious. A grin swepted across my face as I left the bell's of taco. Once again, on this day I reclaimed my right as the victor and for that fortune I did thank the lord.
Returning to the office I could think of nothing but slumber. I wanted no further part of this adventure. Completely exhausted I was once again returned to the prison of youth. My cubicle dwelling did call t
"You should always go to other people's funerals; otherwise, they won't come to yours." -- Yogi Berra
You are at SlashDot.
You currently have :
- A laptop bag
What do you want to do ?
> look laptop bag
Your laptop bag contains the following items:
An iBook laptop in a neoprene sleeve
An iBook power supply
A mouse with a retractable USB cable
A motion alarm with a retractable cable
A Canon G3 Camera
A miniature tripod
An iRiver H320 with earphones
An iMP550 remote for the iRiver
An ultimate Boot CD
A Debian CD
A PalmIIIx
Sunglasses
A piece of microfibre thing for cleaning stuff
A bluetooth earpiece
Business cards
An (empty) metal cigarette case
A 20 minute white Cyalume stick (new)
Two moleskine notebooks
The latest issue of Misc magazine
A copy of Le Monde Diplomatique
A USB cable
A few old (but edible) candies
A small orientable mirror at the end of a telescopic wand
Two ballpens
A very wide white water based marker
A pocket microscope
A flashlight
A tie microphone for the iRiver
Lots of bits of papers (including signatures from a key signing reunion)
Tiny post-its to be used as bookmarks
A disposable lighter
The manual for your watch
What do you want to do?
> Post contents of laptop bag to SlashDot
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