Codesmith

Life, Or Something Like It
2006-11-14 18:34:06 (UTC)

Sour Expressions

It's 1114, Tuesday. 129pm. Raining.

A short note, while I am working on my code. So I received
the code for a panel from a group member. I didn't expect it
to have any kind of serious defects because the code for the
panel was going to be pretty straight forward. You have a
button, and a frame, and some kind of text field to enter
stuff. The panel didn't have to do anything.

Of course, the thing works perfectly fine as to be expected.
Although when I press the button the small message pops up
asking if there need be anything else that the author needs
to do, and they refer to me by name. It's cute. I thought to
add something and send it back to them, but then I thought
that it would be a waste of time and something childish.

It's then that I thought about someone else in the class who
I've noticed is very serious about their work, hardly
smiles, and is a total fucking geek. Not me, I mean. But
someone else.

So I sat there and thought that if I were just to take in
stereotypical inferences and adopt them as the truth, and
assume that I was just like that if I were not to send in a
funny message back to my group member ... wouldn't I
somewhat resemble the sour looking geek?

While I suppose there is a lesson to be learned here, that
is ... that there is more to life than work and being
serious, at the same time I can't quite let go of the sour
and mean demeanor that I've come to adopt over time. It's
because it's cool.

Such a curious and unnecessary dillema.




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