Wake up, Brain!
“Wha? I was thinking about plastic switchblades and large Swedish TSA agents. What do you need, Daniel?”
Need your help in doing some research. Trying to install this Oracle patch and it’s failing because it cannot find Java.
“Java?”
Yes. The Oracle patch cannot find the Java development kit.
“Is that a problem?”
What do I know? The patch application fails because it cannot find Java and that’s the end of my responsibility. Get to work.
“OK. Google this error, check some database administrator forums you frequent, see what’s up.”
Good idea, Brain!
“Well, that is my job: ideas.”
Well look. Apparently our Java home environment variable isn’t set. Let’s fix that and see what happens…
“Get’r done!”
BRAIN! It worked!
“You may pay me in Doritos and a sip or two of Dr.Pepper, whatever that joke of a Stomach you use will allow.”
/twenty minutes later, and a crowd of people have begun mulling about and talking to a programmer next to me
…mumble mumble Oracle won’t update…
…proper version of the SKD…
…virtual memory configured…
“Daniel! Tell ‘em what you learned!”
OK Brain.
“Um, fellas, I was just having that error and I didn’t have my Java environment variable set. Maybe that’s the problem.”
“No, we have the variable in there… oh wait. It’s there, but it’s wrong. Thanks! That should fix it!”
/feeling all worthwhile and then…
“You know what Daniel?”
What’s that Brain?
“You work for a software development company now, yes?”
Yes.
“Not NASA?”
No.
“And perhaps in this software company, there might be an Oracle guru or two?”
You know, I think there are. I think they were just behind me, actually…
“So next time you have a software problem, perhaps instead of searching database forums for an answer, perhaps you should just talk to the people down the hall who do this kind of stuff for a living and basically administer those forums?”
Yeah… never thought of that. Now I don’t feel so smart.
“Can I get back to my TSA agent now?”
You and Brain are such a good team.
I don’t know what it is about TSA agents, but they scare the bejezzus out of me.
Hopefully the sweedish TSA Agent was named SVen but Helga or Erika.
I’m sooo glad we limit the TV my daughter watches, and she only gets to watch what we have. To bad about that little people dvd that got stepped on.. Muhahahaha
Being Swedish myself, I am a bit curious about what a TSA Agent is? And do they generally come in large versions?
Tessy, I’ve seen them in small, medium, large, extra-large and extra-extra large, so large, the blue blazer he was wearing was begging to be put out of its misery.
I believe on the application for employment, there are lines that read, “If you have a sense of humor in any form, you cannot apply for work with this agency. Any person caught smiling or laughing or generally making the public’s day brighter after they have spent 2 hours in a line that has more twists than the one for “Splash Mountain” at WDW, will have said sense of humor extracted, slowly, painfully, through the nose.”
I’m thinking stagecoach west out of Omaha was better than this.
“Yeah… never thought of that. Now I don’t feel so smart.”
Technically, shouldn’t that be Brain’s job? So, shouldn’t it be Brain who doesn’t feel so smart, while you continue being plain-old-yet-utterly-awesome Daniel?
Don’t beat yourself up, man! Brain is the slacker who didn’t use… himself… But we can’t be too hard on him. He got you the Blu-Ray.
Also, how’s the change from NASA to the private sector treating you?
i need to now how to fix the switch blade lighter mines being dumb