Scene: Me, in my office, spending my umpteenth hour of the past week working on a freelance web-programming project, payment for which will make it possible for Santa to leave another mind-numbingly huge batch of presents this year for Zan and Jayna, ensure that our heat continues to function for a short while longer, and keep us slightly beyond the reach of the snapping jaws of home foreclosure. I have just built into the client’s website an insanely cool javascript-pop-up-window thing that I accomplished by geek geek geek blah blah blah, and, I assure you, it’s amazing. Sadly, no one applauded. Because I am a vainglorious infant who needs praise and adulation, I summon an audience.
“Honey? Can you come here for a minute and pretend you care?”
Enter, Wonder Woman.
“So I’ve been struggling with this for hours, and I just downloaded and installed some blah blah geek geek blah, which is awesome, because look at this: [I click on something, and something happens that, I swear to god, is one of the coolest things ever—if you're a total geek.]
Wonder Woman, convincingly: “OH MY GOD! THAT IS AWESOME, HONEY! WOW! REALLY, THAT’S AMAZING! SERIOUSLY! YOU ARE SO HOT!”
“OK, that’s enough. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
Exit, Wonder Woman.
4 Comments
You are one lucky Geek!
so do we get to see the whizbang Web site?
Belle: Tell me about it!
Jeff: No … but allow me to explain:
1.) I would like to maintain my and, particularly, my client’s anonymity.
2.) You would almost certainly be massively disappointed with what you’d see, based on my far-too-gushing description of what I accomplished.
Sorry!
Me, more than anybody else would understand the anonymity thingy, but it would have been nice to quash your Wonder Woman-Confidence with our scorn and laughter. How could you possibly gain perspective without your valued blog-followers balanced opinions.
Next time Big Daddy……
p.s. for more insight into another insane blogger, check out bernthis.com, who I recently discovered. Another member of the family.