September 2007


And so life in San Francisco begins…

At 2:48pm on September 14th, I entered San Francisco by crossing over the city/county line in the middle of the San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge.

The root of all Andys

The limited contact one has with co-workers means they can end up thinking of you in ways you don’t have control over. First impressions are important, but impressions continue to develop over time. However, the way Rob Warmowski has classified me is a new one. As someone who is used to the moniker “asshole”, his classification scheme is refreshing.

Andy's With Root

So this makes me want to know exactly how many “Andys with root” Rob actually knows, or plans to eventually know? Is he forever cursed with being under the authority of system administrators named Andy? Or have system administrators named Andy made a distinctive, hopefully good, impression upon him? Is an Andy themed song in order? Or do these Andys share a common culture and style that is best communicated through apparel? I’m specifically thinking of my continued (verbally silent) claims of No, I won’t fix your computer, and the constant threats of reading your email (but why bother? your email is god awful boring).