The Bastard wants to know: how're your interpretation skills?
Interpret the following:
You get called by the most recent in a looooong line of saleswomen for a large software company. Judging from past experience, she'll be absolutely gorgeous and know as much about computing as Sonny Bono did about skiing through trees. She proceeds to tell you that the product she's just received, which, believe it or not, is the best thing that she's ever seen. You know immediately:
An Engineer visits your site and, after setting a new speed record for ripping the guts out of your kit and stuffing most of it back in the box, pronounces it fixed and ready for action. This means:
One of your users calls up to see what sort of back-ups you keep. He assures you that he has NOT deleted any files at all, and his system is sound. This means:
The beancounters deep-six one of your equipment purchase orders because they say it's too expensive. What they REALLY mean is:
Your Boss rolls into your office with a fist full of Purchase orders that haven't yet been signed. He tells you that he's going to need justification documents for the kit you've proposed to buy. He obviously means:
Security sends a memo around informing everyone that they'll be running their usual site-safety workplace/office check in the next few days. What they really mean is:
You're reading a trade mag which tells you that a certain popular operating system of the 80s is making a comeback. In plain terms this means:
You're looking for new staff when a slave trader rings you with a fantastic person to join your team. From your experience with slave traders, you know:
You're at a trade show where the latest and greatest hardware is available for perusal. The demonstrator of the kit in front of you (which looks EXACTLY like the kit the boss bought last year) tells you that their product is the new version with twice the performance for half the cost!!! You realise:
How did you do?
You are green aren't you? Are you sure you're not Management reading forbidden literature? Meantime I have an attractive land package in Leeds known for it's tourist draw-card mini-putt course...
Or maybe YOU'RE the Manager in the pie. I know there's one in here somewhere, sniffing about.
That's more like it. The tinge of cynicism and worldly experience. With a little bit of practice you could become and asset to society.
COME ON DOWN! We have a winner! You're not fooled by the thin veil of lies used so often by other parties to obscure their real purpose (trying to take you for a ride). Congratulations. Now, about that Leeds investment... ®