When i got mine, my nephews and nieces concatenated uncle and dr, even years later they refer to me as druncle
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some years back I was the 'Head' of systems stuff at a national telco that provided the national telco infra. Part of my job was to manage the national systems upgrades. I had the stop/go decision to deploy, and indeed pushed the 'enter' button to do it. I was a complete PowerPoint Manager and had no clue what I was doing, it was total Accidental Empires, and I should not have been there. Luckily I got away with it for a few years. It was horrifically stressful and not the way to mitigate national risk. I feel for the CrowdStrike engineers. I wonder if the latest embargo on Russian oil sales is in anyway connected?
Swearing. I live in South East Asia, where swearing is taboo. Visiting my homeland of the UK, it takes a few days to get back my expletive laden fluency. The first few days are painful, as everyone thinks I'm being pretentiously posh. Upon returning to Asia, typically i offend a few people until my language is restrained. Sadly, Southeast Asians don't appreciate how expressive, cathartic and fun swearing is, it's a fucking shame.
Good luck for Friday! Hopefully you can post an update next week, so we know you're with us. This may interest you; my wife used to be an anaesthetist, and during long, boring procedures would give the patient a facial - blackhead removal etc. It's considered unethical, but she delighted in them waking up looking great.
As someone heading into retirement, after a long career in corporate and governmental stuff, my advice to the young man is to take the money. 250k will put a roof over his head for life, and the humiliation will be far less than the grinding, soul destroying, principle compromising reality of being a suit. If someone wants to pay you good money to look at your cock, they've got the problem, not you, take their money!
My wife is a doctor, and dragged me to her proctologist friend for inspection. Midway through, my wife waltzed in, and they had a lovely chat about their CEO's BBQ the previous weekend, all the while he was wrist deep in. On the journey home, i requested that next time, one intrusion is the most i can manage at any one time. She considered me an antisocial whinger. Medical people are really weird.
In 1998 i was part of a project team that included the Met Police's IT R&D team. Those guys had a novel facial recognition system then, that was trialled in Clarendon Road in Watford. The results were not good, but the reason for canning it was that the civil liberties groups were going nuts and threatening mayhem. I cannot believe that 26 years later they haven't already implemented it and been using it for some time.
For me, Handel: Mozart is reputed to have said of him, "Handel understands affect better than any of us. When he chooses, he strikes like a thunder bolt."[159] To Beethoven he was "the master of us all... the greatest composer that ever lived. I would uncover my head and kneel before his tomb."[159]
In fairness to me, I married well. Lunch, below if image attachment works, egg curry, spinach dahl, plantain, rasam, papadom, palak paneer - home cooked by my wife. I added a dollop of salad cream, Heinz, for cold, sharp contrast.
I salute the student's morality and character. I recently had the displeasure of having a chapter published in an academic book. The entire process was badly orchestrated on proprietary software, about which i whined incessantly. Thankfully my contribution was all undertaken on foss. I took the opportunity to introduce and explain foss and the ethical merits, but don't expect any enlightenment. Education sector/industry is rotten to the core. Typically they justify their immorality with "we must teach and prepare the students on the software they will use in industry." Feckless clowns.
I lost my mum 19 years ago. I've learned that the pain is a signal that I truly loved her, and I still do but time diminishes the hurt. I've learned that she still lives on in my thoughts, "what would mum do?", I reflect on tricky issues, and she's back in my world, just not physically. I notice I've inherited some of her mannerisms the more I age, so she's never far away and continuing to persist through me. It sounds as if your dad raised you to be a caring, loving thinker. He's succeeded, he'd be proud. Now take a deep breath and carry his legacy forward.
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