Week one.

My new roommate,

She talks a lot.

In the form of conversations.

Almost as annoying as talking in third person.

And lots of repetition.

She's like a broken record.

I've heard the same stories many times in just week one.

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The boss asked me this yesterday, "You don't have speakers on your computer, do you?"

What computer does not have speakers? What does he think I do all day? with those headphones on most of the time? I can't listen to his voice all day. He really has no idea what I do on the computer, does he? Absolutely no idea....

It almost feels like he's gotten to 58 years old without being able to read, 32 years of it in his career.

How do people do that?

It would make more sense if he asked if my CPU had still had a floppy disc (:A Drive) drive. But even that is a silly question. And we all know he doesn't know what either of those mean, CPU or A: drive. He might recognize floppy disc....

It was one of those smack your forehead moments and take a deep breath.

The next boss is going to have to pass a thorough interview by me. I need to write up a questionare.

"Do you know what an attachment is?" "Do you know how add an attachment to an email?"

Wait, no, that's too complicated, back up.

"Do you know where the speakers are? CPU? Disc drive? USB port?"

Aw, hell.

"Do you know where the power button is?"