What a crazy place this was to work. So stoned... so drunk... so stressed...
The owners of this place, Bill and Mike, had been given this place to run by their mother who owned another bar up in Cupertino.
I am so proud of myself. I copied a file.
I can't tell you what a sense of accomplishment I feel. I took a file from the hard drive, and copied it to a 3.
There was a time, not too long ago, when I considered myself a member of the Computer Literate. You know. That (reasonably) tech-savvy, (somewhat) knowledgeable and (generally) proficient group of individuals who are skilled enough to manipulate, maintain and fix their machines in most day-to-day circumstances, with a minimum number of hassles or headaches.
It's been ten years since I have seen sunshine.
That is my choice, and the decision came accidentally. After I made my pile, I knew I could live exactly as I pleased.