Your complaining is giving me a headache. If I hear one more time about how management never understands the network group, I will run screaming into the wilderness, never to return. Get real. In between doing real
work, all I hear from certain network types is a never-ending stream of “if only we had enough money” or “if only we could buy the latest the-network-is-where-I-want-to-go-today techno toy.” After 90 seconds of this, on flips a filtering switch in my head (it’s the same one that filters out the videos my four-year-old daughter watches endlessly), and after about 40 minutes or so—brevity is undervalued—my attention is directed back to the conversation where the network jock at hand still is going on about, “When will they…?” and “If they just…?” Enough.