Of course I never wanted to be a Lumberjack; I wanted to be a
* * * PROGRAMMER * * *
...Writing line after line as they compile within the mighty CPU of the
CRAY-1; the giant CDC 7600, the 370, the mighty 68040...with my slide
rule in my side pocket...we'd sing...sing...sing....
Oh, I'm a programmer and I'm O.K.
I work all night and I sleep all day
He's a programmer and he's O.K.
He works all night and he sleeps all day
I type in code, I read my dumps, I take them to the lavatory,
On Wednesdays I finish debugging and write thirteen lines of C
He types in code, he prints his dumps, he takes them to the
lavatory,
On Wednesdays he finishes debugging and writes thirteen lines
of C
He's a programmer and he's O.K.
He works all night and he sleeps all day
I type in code, I branch and jump, I bump the switch marked 'power'
I write modules in COBOL that hang the server for hours.
He types in code, he branches and jumps, he bumps the switch
marked 'power'
He writes modules in COBOL that hang the server for
hours!?!
Yeecch!
He's a programmer and he's O.K.
He works all night and he sleeps all day
I type in code, I spill tape reels, punchcards, and cola
I wish I'd been an ME, just like my dear mama!
He types in code, he spills tape reels, punchcards,
and...
COLA!?!
[various outraged and incoherent deprecatory mumblings]
He's a programmer and he's O.K.
He works all night and he sleeps all day....
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