<zakk> I need to find some gullible entrepenaurs in finland who think I am a genius because I look like them but speak perfect english, not a word of finnish, and come from california
<fgfx> you could write a book, the memoirs of a man who didn’t have to ski to school in the summers and run while battling bears and wolves in the winters, i bet that’d go
straight to #1 in the scifi/fantasy sales
<fgfx> or perhaps bring a truckload of sunny california hooray -postcards over and sell those
Sole is my least-hated, most-favorite fish.
Biking with Danny MacAskill.
It’s superior to Pirates of Silicon Valley.
Me: “How can I help you today, ma’am?”
Client: “Is e-mail internet”?
Me: “I beg your pardon?”
Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?”
Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.”
Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.”
Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?”
Client: “Open what?”
Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?”
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