It’s been a hectic, but good, week. I’ve had some of the younger architects come to me for help. So today, I’m feeling like a spec guru.
I think my “specially placed chip” is missing much of the time in the office… otherwise, the emotion wouldn’t be … conducive to a pleasant working environment
My ‘specially placed chip’ produced a low buzzing noise in my head, so I turned it off.
Architectural Proctologist. What we do is not glamorous, it is something nobody else wants to do, and it provides relief to a bunch of a------s. I guess it is OK to spell out “architects.”
And the money is good, too. At least it is for me.
Architectural Proctologist, now that is great. By the way, incase anyone needs to know what we do:
A man went into the proctologist’s office for his first exam. The doctor told him to have a seat in the examination room and that he would be with him in just a few minutes. Well, when the man sat down in the examination room, he noticed that there was three items on a stand next to the doctors desk: a tube of K-Y jelly, a rubber glove and a beer. When the doctor came in, the man said, “Look Doc, this is my first exam.. I know what the K-Y is for… and I know what the glove is for… but what’s the BEER for?” At that instant, the doctor became noticeably outraged and stormed over to the door. The doc flung the door open and yelled to his nurse, “Damnit, nurse!!! I said BUTT LIGHT!!!”