tales from an ordinary world

2002-04-25

Flourescent flicker of office light in next door's building, across the way. Memories of grey cloudy weekends when, once or twice, I followed dad into work for an hour or two while he fixed up something or other. Geek impulse hadn't grabbed me by then, so I'd just sit and look around the land of shelves full of folders, jokes pinned to cubicle walls, and wondered if this was what my future would amount to.