

As someone who drives one out at the ranch, yep. I wish I had my old 70s model. It’s nice to have the big bed for what I need, but it’s missing all of the real stripped down utility I used to have.
I miss my '73 Datsun pickup.
As someone who drives one out at the ranch, yep. I wish I had my old 70s model. It’s nice to have the big bed for what I need, but it’s missing all of the real stripped down utility I used to have.
I miss my '73 Datsun pickup.
My favorite was "here’s Exchange 2003, you’ll figure it out. We seem to be sending out thousands of emails every few minutes and are on all the spam lists. See you in a bit. ".
That’s what they did to me 20-odd years ago. I did my best to train up the guys that came after me, but I am only one guy. I hope they’re not still doing that.
And that’s worth beating a guy over? Because that’s what this story is about.
That’s funny, because they’re currently trying to hire a bunch of folks back who they just fired then realized how important they were.
Instead of doing things in a controlled and thoughtful manner they’re running around being fucking morons. They have no idea what the hell they’re doing.
You take them off?