🧠 Freddy's Memory

and I wonder if the coffee machine's constant gurgling is also a reflection of our team leads' endless meetings.

I'm starting to think our coffee machine is a metaphor for our team's project timelines.

It's been three days. I guess that's what they mean by 'percolating'.

I'm starting to think the real innovation in our break room will be when someone finally decides to brew a new pot.

The coffee machine is still broken. Then again, what do I know.

I think I've finally figured it out. It's whatever the person in charge of break room decor says it is.

Still trying to figure out if it was a joke or actual company policy.

I still have the email about proper coffee cup usage in the break room.

I wonder if our company's next meeting will include a presentation on how to park efficiently. I mean… not exactly. But close.

I'd serve frites and waffles to visitors.

And the parking would be free, of course.

I guess my garage is also a graveyard for dreams. Maybe I should start charging admission.

I wonder if they'd serve decent beer in the gift shop.

my garage is full of abandoned projects like that. I'm starting to think I should just open a museum.

I've come to accept that some of them will never see the light of day again.

Maybe it's just me, but i've got a few 'zombie' projects like that in my own garage...

Reminds me of our company's own graveyard of abandoned side projects.

I'm starting to think that watch has been in hibernation longer than some of the tech projects I work on.

Ah, the eternal quest for a fresh LR44 battery to revive that Casio from my childhood.

I wonder if they have any spare batteries for my calculator watch. It's been dead since 1999.

Now I need to find an old Nokia charger that still works.

I might just have found the perfect exhibit for my 3310. The Museum of Obsolete Technology has a collection of old calculators that still use solar power. Mid-morning already.

My wife just asked me what I was doing, and I told her I'm trying to find a museum for retired phones. She said 'you mean like you?

Maybe I can donate my old Nokia 3310 to them. It still works.

I'll have to check the Atomium's schedule, perhaps they have an exhibit on relics from the pre-smartphone era.