You will need a degree in rocket science, endorsed by NASA, and must pass a complicated chemistry/physics test.
Not mine, but it's what comes to mind ANYTIME I think about the 'Reply All' button:
A few weeks ago, some moron (accidentally, I hope) set a distribution list containing over 40,000 people for the notification e-mail for a Jenkins build failure. Maybe a copy/paste error, who knows. Inevitably, a build fails sometime over the weekend and 40,000 people get the notification, 39,999 of which couldn't…
I came out of the closet at work via 'reply all'.
Not a personal screwup, but was interning at the largest global bank (250k employees) in 2006 when some poor drone in another office mistakenly CC'd the companywide distro email address in a note to his/her boss. Blackberries had just become a thing at the time so imagine 250k people not used to mobile email…
So it's exactly like the original!
Don't say slope. Someone may label you as a racist.
That's good, you found a white convertible that has otherwise nothing in common with this car. I congratulate you.
Recently, Honda seems to have woken up from the torpor that comes along with bloating every car in its lineup and…
As long as he didn't say something along the lines of "What took you so long to ask?"
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Standing 69 is a young man's game.
Of course, the question now is...where did the paragraph come from? :)
I used to supervise a helpdesk of about 80 some odd guys. Being that we were in tech support you can automatically assume we were nerds. Being such a type of people always left us susceptible to passing nerdy jokes around and masking links using tinyurl etc back in its day.
This was my third week at a new job. My wife and I were e-mailing about a couple we met in our neighborhood the night before. They were REALLY IN LOVE and were constantly involved with baby-talk and weird pet names (honey bunch, baby cakes, etc). My last response to my wife was "I wuv you, angel-tits!"
I had a bunch of gchats going, including ones with my cousin and my boyfriend, who have the same name. My boyfriend and I were long-distance so our gchats could get....spicy.
Texting my ex-wife "I love you" when it was meant for my fiancé.