My Dad commutes to work every day on the train. He's gotten to be pretty friendly with the conductors/engineers over the past couple of years. One of them mentioned his troubles setting up a wireless network in his home, and my Dad offered his services to work the kinks out for him. It was a frustrating day's work getting everything tweaked just so, but it turned out to be worth it - he hasn't had to pay for a train ticket in about 3 years now. As an added bonus, whenever there's a concert or a Red Sox game, the conductors leave one car empty for my Dad and the other 'regulars' so they don't have to ride home with a train full of drunken yahoos.
Then how about you just ignore anything from the "real-submissions-unedited dept."? And be grateful that on the other 365 days of this year you have your faithful/. editors serving as CrapFilters by Proxy.
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My Dad commutes to work every day on the train. He's gotten to be pretty friendly with the conductors/engineers over the past couple of years. One of them mentioned his troubles setting up a wireless network in his home, and my Dad offered his services to work the kinks out for him. It was a frustrating day's work getting everything tweaked just so, but it turned out to be worth it - he hasn't had to pay for a train ticket in about 3 years now. As an added bonus, whenever there's a concert or a Red Sox game, the conductors leave one car empty for my Dad and the other 'regulars' so they don't have to ride home with a train full of drunken yahoos.
Then how about you just ignore anything from the "real-submissions-unedited dept."? And be grateful that on the other 365 days of this year you have your faithful /. editors serving as CrapFilters by Proxy.
I saw this one on Futurama. Fry drank THREE hundred cups of coffee, and he became The One. A hundred cups is nothing.