When I started at Corgan, Associates (1996) as a high school intern, the company (One of the top 5 in Dallas) was one of the first architectural firms to get on the Internet. We were also one of the few with personal email addresses: One of the largest civil/structural engineers in town had a single AOL email address for the whole company, and another engineer I worked with had to be dealt with entirely by phone and fax.
For a few months, management decided we were messing around on the Internet too much, and shut it off. I remember someone remarking: “oh no, they took away our toy!”
This morning I walked in to complete CHAOS.
OH NOES, THE INTERNET IS DOWN!!!!
We have remote connections to a main office. I use a cloud based system for much of my work, and I can’t get information from my laptop to my desktop (right next to each other) without using a thumb drive. Why? Because the laptop is tethered to my phone and cannot connect to our local server. Its one or the other, and I have chose the Interwebz.
So I can write this blog post.
(OK, and respond to a client email but that’s not as funny).
This ranting reminds me of last night, when I went to a restaurant and realized I had been going there for twenty years (vomit). This morning I got mad because I had to wait for a grown man to take 10 minutes to fill his tires up (he didn’t know how, and obviously didn’t know what a tire gage is) and my thoughts drifted to how modern men can’t do anything manly any more (watching sports does not count as manly, sorry).
I’m turning into a cantankerous old man at 33. What is wrong with me?!