They will inevitably ask you the age-old question of why…at that point you will go into the abyss of which there is no escape
They will inevitably ask you the age-old question of why…at that point you will go into the abyss of which there is no escape
“Well–well look. I already told you: I deal with the god damn customers so the engineers don’t have to. I have people skills; I am good at dealing with people. Can’t you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people?”
The little grout space between the tiles…can’t clean the fucking things well enough and shit always gets in there
When I used to do phone support I stopped telling them the entire picture and started saying things like look in the left hand side of your screen what do you see there…they say blah blah blah and I go click on blah blah blah then I move on to the next step what do you see on your screen now. Seemed to get me to my goal quicker then OK I’ll have you open a chrome window and do xyz because they won’t do that.
They have a clue…probably had a clue before they shipped. I chat up the engineers where I work and they always figure out the what, how and why somethings fucked when more than expected failures pop up on a wafer or God forbid in the customer’s production units like a car or radar or medical equipment.
Where does the surname nooblet hail from?
If it’s the rock with the calcite or quartz circle, and if we ascribe any cultural/spiritual meaning to it, the closest I can think is you found a wishing stone.
Moving from too… not too from
I would start telling them how to do EVERYTHING. But I’m petty
Why?