Think on

Sung to the tune of the Beatles' song "Yesterday":


YESTERDAY


Yesterday,
All those backups seemed a waste of pay.
Now my database has gone away.
Oh I believe in yesterday.


Suddenly,
There's not half the files there used to be,
And there's a milestone hanging over me
The system crashed so suddenly.


I pushed something wrong
What it was I could not say.


Now all my data's gone
and I long for yesterday-ay-ay-ay.


Yesterday,
The need for back-ups seemed so far away.
I knew my data was all here to stay,
Now I believe in yesterday.
 
The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.
 
Whoever said there is no such thing as a stupid question has never worked in customer service.
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The great thing about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you're doing, someone else does.
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If you want to hide sweet or chocolate bars so you can eat them after the kids are in bed, put them in the freezer in a paper bag labelled "Fish."

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It's a proven fact that zipping up a small child's snowsuit will cause her to wet her pants. There is no known cure for this.
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If you humiliate yourself, be consoled with the thought that you probably made someone else's day . . . maybe even their week.


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Think of your humiliation as an act of charity.
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Your children may leave home, but their stuff will be in your attic and basement forever.

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After a certain age, if you say something outrageous, everyone will think it's cute. Take advantage of this. :21: :21: :21:
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