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I’ve had two sparks lately of that which I find greatly amusing, so I thought I should jot it down.
First, tech-speak. Yesterday a new client called me, with full-on frantic voice, asking why I didn’t include “wireframing” for the design of a website I will be working on. The client is very much IT-minded, and used terminology throughout our discussions that I quickly got the grasp of, even if I didn’t immediately understand it.
I tend to believe that humans, and our minds, are incredibly designed – capable of more than is often given credit, even in the humblest of people. Just last week I told a friend, “Don’t take this as arrogance, but sometimes I am freaking amazed by what my head can retain and bring up in a nano-second! Just our daily lives are filled with systems and assumptions that are grossly underrated.“
Anyway, that’s why “wireframing” didn’t bother me in terms of not being regularly familiar with it. I figured I knew what it was under a different name, and I was right. Nonetheless, a bit of hand-holding was necessary over the unfamiliarity. Understandably so, I suppose.
Tech and web folk use other terms I adore. “Deploy” is such a cool word. I wish I could deploy more stuff – anywhere, for any reason. Just spend a day deploying. Then there’s .NET Framework. Not to be confused with the “.net” everyone on the planet knows. No, .NET Framework is a Microsoft programming language. Typical MS – their tagline should have something to do with confusion and frustration.
Really, any industry I work with has their own language that they assume I know all about. It’s endlessly entertaining for me to start a conversation and hear these new terms and acronyms, seeing how long I can go before asking, “WTF does that mean???”
The other spark I mentioned came tonight: It’s when I have an Ah-Ha! moment that is usually only interesting to me. For whatever reason I was talking to Andrea about birthdays, when it occurred to me that as someone who believes that life begins at conception, I find it interesting that I count the years of my life by my birth. On the surface, it’s the kind of thing that makes most people’s eyes roll. I admit that if I heard this from someone else, I would likely roll my eyes.
But seriously, the abortion debate has really charged a lot of people to furiously defend that life begins at conception, yet if you asked them their age (how many years they have been alive), it would be according to their birth! LOL. I just find stuff like this amusing. I’m not looking at this condescendingly – it’s just amusing to me.
Tonight I finally got to the pile-o-mulch in my driveway that’s been sitting there since early March. There is no way to access my backyard with mulch with a wheelbarrow, so I have to shovel mulch into my recycling bins and schlep it up and back. It is the definition of “grunt work.” But it felt great to get sweaty, dirty, and sore. Still have a little left over. Might put it on craigslist for free. We get it for free anyway, as our city collects leaves every autumn and spring, and keeps a community mulch pile. Then they take orders for full and half-loads in early March. It’s good stuff!
Time to put my sore hands to rest.
