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March 2001, Week 1

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Doug Becker <[log in to unmask]>
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Truly, you only wander on to the Fifth Floor once, since you may not have a job after that.

So, I don't know what color the carpet is.

You know, the architect designed that long, low building to show off the carpet color for each floor so that you would see a rainbow of color from I5. Are you laughing yet?! [For the rest of you, you can't see in through the darkened windows, even close up, let alone from the freeway!]

And then there's the geese that used to nest there every spring... giving the goose step new meaning! No one can explain how the geese know to attack women rather than prefer to attack the men in the parking lots. Pheremones?

Here is my take on my experience with their Service Request System:

http://www.mind-set.com/html/pages/programm.htm#sect7

A true story, actually.. only the names have been changed....

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>>> Wayne Brown <[log in to unmask]> 03/01 11:02 AM >>>
I spent 11.5 years as a programmer/system manager/database administrator at one
of their pulp and paper mills.  The best thing I can say about them is that they
introduced me to the HP3000.  Unfortunately, by the time I left, all our 3000s
were gone -- replaced first by IBM systems and then by HP-UX machines.  At least
I got experience in several very different environments...

I only made one trip to the corporate HQ in Federal Way, about a decade ago, to
install some PC software for communicating with our mill's new pulp
manufacturing system and to help train a few people in its use.  My clearest
memory is of an elevator ride with one of the corporate programmers.  I
accidentally pressed the button for the top floor, and the other guy got very
nervous.   As a lowly programmer, he wasn't permitted to go to the "management
floor" unless summoned, and he was afraid someone might see us when the elevator
doors opened.  He didn't begin to breathe easily again until the doors had
closed and we were on our way back down.  That taught me all I needed to know
about the work environment there.

Wayne

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