Chatting over the phone yesterday, Mike mentioned that he caused some sort of department-wide panic that afternoon…
Something about implementing code that realeased chaos and madness… I don’t know.
Basically, it was BAD, but he fixed it and all was well in the world again.
Mike went on to say that at his office mess-ups of that grandeur are repaid in baked good. As in the offending party bakes a cake (from scratch) for the entire department. Not a bad policy, if you ask me.
I suggested that he should bring apple pies instead of cake to work. I mean, being the newest American on staff, how fitting would that be?
“Wow, Honey! You would really bake homemade pies for me when you get here?” he asked.
“Umm, sure,” I feebly replied…
That means I only have two days to learn how to make a homemade All-American apple pie from scratch…
… and I call myself an American. Pfff.
* RenderFarm- a cluster of.. aw, hell. It’s a crapload of computers doing a crapload of stuff at the same time. It makes movies.