This came out in the wake of a different story, where Cobb County put stickers in the biology textbooks that warned that “evolution is just a theory.” So yes, while satire, it’s not as big of a stretch as it seems twenty (?!?) years later.
Damn I feel old.
As a bonus, I found a higher res version of the base image while trying to jog my memory.
This is something that even larger corps struggle with. My old company would buy some other company, lay off a bunch of people, others would quit, and then it was shocked Pikachu faces all around when That One Thing stopped working in an office they turned into a ghost town and, well, no, nobody was going to be there until Monday morning to power cycle etc. True lights out/OOB reachability is WORK. And there’s always going to be a SPOF somewhere that requires hands on-site.
Do what you can, when you can. And thank you for all that y’all have done so far.
I don’t even know how many MP3s you can store with 400 qubits.
That’s ridiculous. Nobody knows how long a gallon is.
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Thanks for the heads up, try not to stress too much.
That was my thought as well.
The CTO at my last job was pulling down millions a year despite barely knowing anything about anything, and being little more than a glorified bully. He got there via project management, after all.
I never understood the beef with FlyingSquid. Every time I heard this hue and cry about how he was abusing his powers, I asked for details, and it turned out the details were that he sent one rude message to one user, months ago, or that he liked to argue with people. Whatever. If he’s now in a bad place I hope he gets some help. Life is fragile.
Exactly this.
Or, to put it another way, at baseline, the CEO does the work of 64 people (10.2m/148k). And after raises, the CEO does the work of 85 people (13.9m/163k).
Wow, what a real bootstrapper. I stand in awe.
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…eh, close enough.
I didn’t think I’d get to use this one more than once.
Our washer died a couple of months ago so we had to hit the laundromat for awhile. Brought our own detergent of course, but we also got the dregs of whatever the last dozen or so people poured into the dispenser. It was like histamine roulette that landed on 00 suspiciously often.
The mix of curves and angles, combined with a more modern construction, has me thinking along the lines of the Gerbera Tetra. (Which it’s not, I already checked lol.)