Where will I be in ten years?

By Jerry "Clapso" Avissato

ED-100 College Seminar

A.K.A; Administrative Technical Functionary Propaganda Indoctrination (ATFPI)

Whatis Name is the instructor...

Oh yeah, his name is Professer Jeff "Skippy" Kimball (GO RANGERS!)

In ten years I will be running a small restaurant in downtown Utica called "Vinny Abrutsi's Little Touch of Newark." Patrons will have to pass through a metal detector to enter. The dining room will be decorated in the brightly colored "Religio-Agony" kitsch of my Italian-Catholic upbringing (bleeding hearts, crying Madonnas, plastic roses, et al). "The Theme from the Godfather" will play again and again on the sound system.

You will be seated by a six foot; 250 pound matre'd named Carmine. There will be only one thing on the menu, Pasta Fagioli and you will eat it or wear it.

A thin young woman in a polyester "Young Elvis" print apron will bring your meal to you. Her beehive bouffant will jiggle like cotton candy in the wind as she cracks her chewing gum. You will tip her very well so as not to upset Carmine!

The restaurant will of course be a "front operation" for what goes on in the back room of the establishment. That is where myself, and a bunch of other gorilla coders will be writing open source freeware to combat the forces of corporate evil.

Our work will be legendary. We will work 20 hour weeks producing the best damn software since the Mother Coder, Ada, The Countess of Lovelace, passed on to the great programmers paradise.

The one true God, Charles Babbage, will look down on us and bless our pocket protectors. We will produce the biggest software breakthroughs since the Jacquard Loom. When we're done coding we will toast to all the poor corporate coders living in cubicles around the world. We will bow our heads in joy, we few, we lucky few!

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