Icebreak
Flashlight Enthusiast
What happened?
When I was a kid I had dishwater blonde hair. The strands were thin but the population was thick. As I got older my hair got a little darker and became light brown then finally medium brown. All it takes is a few days in the sun and it turns blondish again, I think because the individual strands are so thin. I like that. Or did.
Side story:
My job title is Senior Software Engineer. Really, that just means I'm a lead. I guess I'm OK at programming. I'm not kidding when I say my better accomplishments are through Divine intervention. Well, about three months ago, the division I work for instilled internal designations (not officially recognized by the main organization). I've been through that before in other organizations. Just movers wanting to be shakers. The upshot is that most programmers are now addressed as some sort of manager. Most of us have to rotate management duties, monthly, in a tier down pattern.
I have dubbed this the "Invisible Vortex Management System". Other peer SSEs have adopted this naming convention for ease of communication. In Arkansas, a Vortex is usually not something you want to be a part of. Basically we just try to ignore it but everyday, there it is, sucking as a Vortex should.
I told you that story so you would know I've been under some extra unnecessary stress.
Sooooo, getting on with it. I didn't get a haircut for 8 weeks. Saturday I finally got a cut. Nice haircut. Saturday night I took another shower and spruced up before we went out.
To my utter surprise I see many gray hairs in my temple area; I mean many, many silver hairs. What The What? How can that happen in two months? This is shocking.
What I really want to know about is my mental malfunction. I didn't expect this. My first reaction is that I don't need this. I don't want this. So, why is it that I like it? Why do I think it looks kinda cool?
Please do your best to make your comments as serious as possible. Any humor about this subject will be encouraged.
- Jeff
When I was a kid I had dishwater blonde hair. The strands were thin but the population was thick. As I got older my hair got a little darker and became light brown then finally medium brown. All it takes is a few days in the sun and it turns blondish again, I think because the individual strands are so thin. I like that. Or did.
Side story:
My job title is Senior Software Engineer. Really, that just means I'm a lead. I guess I'm OK at programming. I'm not kidding when I say my better accomplishments are through Divine intervention. Well, about three months ago, the division I work for instilled internal designations (not officially recognized by the main organization). I've been through that before in other organizations. Just movers wanting to be shakers. The upshot is that most programmers are now addressed as some sort of manager. Most of us have to rotate management duties, monthly, in a tier down pattern.
I have dubbed this the "Invisible Vortex Management System". Other peer SSEs have adopted this naming convention for ease of communication. In Arkansas, a Vortex is usually not something you want to be a part of. Basically we just try to ignore it but everyday, there it is, sucking as a Vortex should.
I told you that story so you would know I've been under some extra unnecessary stress.
Sooooo, getting on with it. I didn't get a haircut for 8 weeks. Saturday I finally got a cut. Nice haircut. Saturday night I took another shower and spruced up before we went out.
To my utter surprise I see many gray hairs in my temple area; I mean many, many silver hairs. What The What? How can that happen in two months? This is shocking.
What I really want to know about is my mental malfunction. I didn't expect this. My first reaction is that I don't need this. I don't want this. So, why is it that I like it? Why do I think it looks kinda cool?
Please do your best to make your comments as serious as possible. Any humor about this subject will be encouraged.
- Jeff