I was contracting at a networking company doing internal helpdesk and new installs.
I'd been there 5 months and they were talking about making me perminate.
One afternoon, my boss asked what my todo list looked like.
He pointed out 3 items that needed to be done by 5pm.
At precisly 5pm, he calls me into his office.
He asks if I got them done.
Sure!
He then tells me "my services were no longer needed" and does the whole walk me back to the my cube, watches me like a hawk as I pack, then walks me out the door. No chance to say goodbye to anyone.
Another company had a round of layoffs that we (who survived) aggreed was triming the excess folks.
Our VP visited the group and read a letter from the Pres/CEO saying no further lay-offs anticipated.
Guess what, the next week 90% of our group was layed-off.
Slashdot Mirror
An actual piece of equipment was issued the asset tag WOPR-{numbers}....
It's a transformer located in a alcove in a back corridor.
I've seen it and some wag reprinted the asset tag with 24point type.
I was stationed in NORAD in the mid '80s, so it may no longer exist.
One of the standard questions was:
"There are no CSI type evidence submissions in this case. Can you render a verdict based on just testimony and non-scientific evidence?"
Several other potential jurors looked disappointed at not having CSI evidence to examine.
From the "Voices from the Hellmouth" posts.
My basic answer is F*** Em. In a few years they'll be looking back on HS as the "best years of their lives."
Just think about, how sad their lives are, that they will never have a better time in their lives.
Meanwhile we Nerds/Geeks/Whatevers are moving on and changing the world (if just a little bit slower then we were a couple of years ago.)
...and mine.
I was contracting at a networking company doing internal helpdesk and new installs.
I'd been there 5 months and they were talking about making me perminate.
One afternoon, my boss asked what my todo list looked like.
He pointed out 3 items that needed to be done by 5pm.
At precisly 5pm, he calls me into his office.
He asks if I got them done.
Sure!
He then tells me "my services were no longer needed" and does the whole walk me back to the my cube, watches me like a hawk as I pack, then walks me out the door. No chance to say goodbye to anyone.
Another company had a round of layoffs that we (who survived) aggreed was triming the excess folks.
Our VP visited the group and read a letter from the Pres/CEO saying no further lay-offs anticipated.
Guess what, the next week 90% of our group was layed-off.
JohnO
"Good Evening, Mr Phelps,
As always this DVD will self destruct in 2 days"
NF
Dr. Steve Mann who started wearing computers
in the 1970s at MIT and is now at U of Toronto.
Check out the Wearable Computer site at:
http://www.wearcomp.org
Very academic, but full of interesting information
on wearable computers.