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Originally posted by Mark Spritzler: Heck, I tell them I'm a Movie Producer.
I tell my wife that every night and it works like a charm.
So when are you going to post the movies then?
Joined: Nov 15, 2004
Originally posted by Jason Menard:
You're right, it's MUD players they really dig.
There are more wemen that play MUDs than program.
Joined: Nov 09, 2000
Originally posted by Mitch Ikeson: There are more wemen that play MUDs than program.
I work in an office that currently has 17 developers. Eight of them are women. And yes, they are all actively involved in development. I have also worked with several other women who are developers. To my knowledge, none of them play MUDs.
I should also state that I have dated a woman developer who used to program for one of the big phone companies. I certainly am not what you would call super-model material, but I can't say that I've had all that much difficulty finding women to date, and I always tell them what I do for a living. [ March 03, 2005: Message edited by: Jason Menard ]
Originally posted by Max Habibi: True story. When I go out with the guys, I invariably lie to strangers and tell them I'm a janitor
True Story. I've been told I look like Billy Bob Thorton, but didn't realize how true it might be until I walked into my local after a Black Tie affair. Well upon walking in the crowded bar, a woman spots me with those deer-in-the-headlights eyes, at which I quickly gave a look like: SSHHHH! Please! Don't blow my cover. She says, "Oh my God, are you...?" And I say, "Yes. I used to have a place near by and this still a favorite." (of course I didn't bother telling that I lived in the neighborhood for like 10 yrs, so I had lots of places...) I told her I was at a charity event with a lot of friends, but it was getting dull, blah blah blah.
So she gives me a drink, rather than have me leave for the bar and next thing I know I'm making out with her. ;-) Problem was what was I going to for the Second Act? I was definitely tempted, but I thought if I bag her and she finds out I'm not BillyBob, this could get VERY ugly. Then I thought damn, that could ruin her faith in mankind.
I couldn't do it. I go "this isn't cool anymore...". And she's like, "don't worry. it's fine. REALLY, it's okay..." [I was thinking: Dude, can you fu**ing believe this???] I agressively 'fessed up and she started bawling and instantly disappeared. (Do-doooo-doooo-do [twilight zone music]) All this happened in like 15 minutes. I hadn't even ordered. Chicks are awesome...
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