How to recognize a Senior Field Engineer...
You're the life of the party, even if it lasts until 8:00 PM.
You're very good at opening childproof caps with a hammer.
You're usually interested in going home before you get to where I am going.
You're smiling all the time because I can’t hear a thing you’re saying.
You're very good at telling stories: over and over and over again.
You're so cared for: long-term care, eye care, dental care.
You remark: "I’m not grouchy: I just don’t like traffic, waiting in crowds, lawyers, loud music, unruly kids, politicians, commercials, barking dogs, and a few other things I can’t remember."
You're wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that’s just your left leg.
You're wondering if you are only as old as you feel, how could I be alive at 150?
You're a walking storeroom of facts; you’ve just lost the key to the storeroom.
"Yes, you state unequivocally. I’m a Senior Field Engineer, and I'm having the time of my life!"
With thanks to Alfred Shuman, Senior Field Engineer
Last modified Sunday, Feb-25-2007 06:18 AM