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Tuesday, February 28, 2017

A Brief Com-Post*

*check the sidebar for a definition.

I haven't done a Com-Post in years but, in responding to Joe's post When Caesar Crossed the Rubican River  I realized my comment was a prime example of a Com-Post*.


I learned long ago not to go too deep with any subject, especially my work, when talking with Mrs. Dan O. She will still occasionally ask me, "How was work?". My pat answer, repeated for well over a decade every time is, "It was work." Hell, even MY eyes glaze over whenever I try to explain to anybody what it is I do. It's not that deep really, it's just if you don't have the technical background, I might as well just do the "Charlie Brown's mom voice": "wah wah wah wah-wah-wah." Kind of like what I hear when management talks.

I often quote Elton John at work. "All this science I don't understand; it's just my job five days a week" and mean it.

I also will, on the rare occasion, throw out a movie or music reference to a situation that nobody get but me. 

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