Berek
Member
Related & funny anecdote...
I have to admit that, while I hate being judged, I love some of the things that happen because of it.
I used to have a management position in the computer industry for a major corporation and I was to over see a "job fair". I pulled into the parking area on a '58 Pan wearing leather, jeans, boots, etc. As I walked in, I heard some of the comments made by potential employees.
I changed into my business casual as I always do when I ride and prepared for the long day of screenings. I cannot describe how amused I was by the end of the day as jaw after jaw dropped when some of those that commented took a seat in front of me in my office. All but one of them tried to brown nose their way out of trouble and into a job. Fortunately, the one most qualified was not one of those that made comments as I entered the building.
Bottom line, I know what I am and who I am. If someone wants to flame me, fine. They have that option. However, there are soooo many others here that make it easy to forget whats-his-name and I-forget.
Stick around. Sometimes its fun watching the flamers spout uninformed rhetoric and sink themselves.
Berek
PS: I forgot to mention that I fly colors. But I didn't have to be a terrorist or thug to earn them.
I have to admit that, while I hate being judged, I love some of the things that happen because of it.
I used to have a management position in the computer industry for a major corporation and I was to over see a "job fair". I pulled into the parking area on a '58 Pan wearing leather, jeans, boots, etc. As I walked in, I heard some of the comments made by potential employees.
I changed into my business casual as I always do when I ride and prepared for the long day of screenings. I cannot describe how amused I was by the end of the day as jaw after jaw dropped when some of those that commented took a seat in front of me in my office. All but one of them tried to brown nose their way out of trouble and into a job. Fortunately, the one most qualified was not one of those that made comments as I entered the building.
Bottom line, I know what I am and who I am. If someone wants to flame me, fine. They have that option. However, there are soooo many others here that make it easy to forget whats-his-name and I-forget.
Stick around. Sometimes its fun watching the flamers spout uninformed rhetoric and sink themselves.
Berek
PS: I forgot to mention that I fly colors. But I didn't have to be a terrorist or thug to earn them.