SQL Training

Last week, I had the joy of a week-long Microsoft SQL (Database) Training class. It was actually a good class, and I learned a lot.

Our instructor was from New Jersey. He didn't have a super-thick accent, but it was more than recognizable. He sounded like a cross between Jay Leno and Joe Pesci. Every now and then he'd say "Fah-get abou it", and we'd all have to choke back laughter. During one example, he said, "...and if ya don't have backups, and 'den ya have a hardware failure BOOM! ya're dead."

You never want to hear the words "boom you're dead" with a 'Jersey accent. Even in jest. My heart skipped a beat.

One day for lunch we (myself, Big Dawg, Golfer, and Mr. Silver Lining) went to a small cafe. We sat for at least 5 minutes with no service. We were beginning to wonder if anybody would come by to take our order.

Suddenly, we saw the door to the kitchen burst open. A waitress hurried out, obviously trying to hold back tears. She grabbed her jacket and ran out the front door.

Several awkward moments passed. No one was quite sure what the protocol was for such an event.

A few minutes later, a waiter came out and apologized, then took care of our orders. He confided, on the sly, that the waitress in question was just involved in a big argument with her boyfriend, who also worked there. He shook his head sadly, and said, "...you should never get your meat from the same place you get your bread."

We all chuckled and nodded. Then it hit me... I had just ordered a hamburger. Dang!

I guess I just like to live dangerously.