Tears of Joy
Today I was one of those men wearing a work shirt, tie and faded runners as they stride to the office half an hour before nine. I wore my single Windsor, as today would eventually find me working on site at a client, borrowing Ethernet cables and not knowing where the bathroom was.
My back got sore working away from my ergonomic home base, and so as the day progressed I perched my laptop on reasonably tall filing cabinet to stand in front of. While it was there someone asked me about memory usage on a server, and I loaded up JBoss ON Web Console to show him a graph of the heap size over the last week. It was not a trivial graph, and the man I showed felt the need to draw it to the attention of others nearby.
So there I was, as golden afternoon sun streamed through large windows, finding myself standing in front of a group of business people in suits. My Windsor knot twitched as I directed them to my raised laptop screen, and pointed at bars in a bar graph. My brain took a mental snapshot of this moment.
I had made it.
Comments
Can you demonstrate the difference between a single windsor and a double windsor? Perhaps with a graph or some other visual aid? I feel like I have really missed out on something special here and would like to be included in any way possible.
A double Windsor is a pimped out single windsor, according to internet videos. A single Windsor would be like the car Snoop Dogg drives to Medicare on a Monday afternoon to hand in some physio receipts.
Where does a half-Windsor fit in?
Would a half windsor be Carl Williams' exercise bike?
This metaphor is getting more tangled than a botched merovingian knot.