Just Don’t Get Shot–Not Today
There’s something a little weird about your last day of work. When I woke up this morning my first thought was “Don’t get shot—not today.” Then I remembered that I’m a desk jockey, not a policeman. Besides, it’s not like I’m retiring to go fishing or something. I guess I’ve seen too many cop movies.
I’ve always wonder what the equivalent of this is in other professions. I wonder if bus drivers are thinking “Don’t get a bomb placed under y
our bus that will require you to continually drive more than 55 miles an hour—not today.”
Does this apply to less dangerous jobs, with events that might not seem so obvious to other people? Like I wonder if garbage men are worried that they might find a dead body and get drawn into a highly implausible scenario where the mafia is out to get them (and if you think this is too dumb even to contemplate, obviously you’ve never seen the brothers Charlie Sheen and Emilio “Don’t call me Billy the Kid” Estevez in their late 80s classic ‘Men at Work’).
Thank god I have a blog where I can share these pressing thoughts with a group of readers, both confused why these things would pop into my head, and what this has to do with
Larry responds:
Posted: November 14th, 2007 at 8:49 am →
This happened to me the day I retired.
IT jobs are pretty safe, unless you have to lift up a CRT monitor. But you don’t want a virus infecting all PC’s in your installation. That would mean hours of cleaning up each PC ( there were about 5000 ) and irritate each and everyone of these people. But that’s exactly what happened to me, an IT guy, on my retirement day. The whole department (300 people) were mobilized and organized in to teams, and assigned areas to clean up. What a mess.
I didn’t stick around to find out who actually brought in the virus. And thank heavens, the retirement lunch was off too. I didn’t have to give a speech.
Josh responds:
Posted: November 14th, 2007 at 9:37 am →
That sounds like a pretty terrible last day. My only thought is that to measure to get shot a computer probably would have to have fallen on your leg, requiring amputation, or the virus would have had to have infected you.
Not trying to minimize the pain that it must have been, just saying…