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Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 11:58 am

I swear I'm not exaggerating this:

Recruiter:  "I'm calling from combobblegibber."
Me:  "Excuse me?"
Recruiter: "Combobblegibber."
Me:  "...I'm sorry, I'm having a lot of trouble understanding you.  What's your company?"
Recruiter:  "Combobblegibber unglebooglerathrasmixomatic."
Me:  "Uh ....."
Recruiter:  "We're looking for odlopper."
Me:  "You're looking for what?"
Recruiter:  "Odlopper."
Me:  "Uh....."
Recruiter:  "Pull.  Apple odlopper.  We want apple odlopper."
Me:  "OH!  You want a Perl developer?"
Recruiter:  "Yes.  Apple odlopper."

I was getting maybe three words in ten.  I think we managed to agree that he would send me email, but it might have been an agreement to wage total war on Madagascar.  I'm not entirely certain.

Oh well, I wasn't that attached to Madagascar anyway ......


Edit:  If you read this while it was a garbled mess of invalid markup, don't blame me, Semagic did it.  I have absolutely no fucking clue what it thought it was doing.  I want my LogJam back now, please.

Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 05:38 pm (UTC)
Well, I happen to be a very highly experienced apple odlopper, so if it's not something that you need, forward that note for the destruction of Madagascar to me. :)

-Ogre
Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 07:17 pm (UTC)
But are you willing to work for combobblegibber .... something?
Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 10:41 pm (UTC)
I might well be, at that.

-Ogre
Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 11:08 pm (UTC)
"Combobblegibber" turns out to translate to "Compuwizards USA". The email he eventually followed up with came from cmagic.net or something like that, which doesn't even have a site there, just a placeholder exhorting the site owner to, like, upload something fer crissakes.

Unfortunately, the mail message exists in a sort of quantum superposition of deleted and not right now, because though I deleted it, I don't remember whether I got to update the mailbox before my wireless started flapping up and down every couple of minutes, and by the time it was done babcom.com was offline for the night.
Wednesday, February 16th, 2005 07:10 pm (UTC)
You could have called me and I would have reconnected. I was sort of expecting you to call, not sure why though. Just this quantum thingy hanging in the air saying you might call.

So the two (same guy) wrong number calls at 0216 really didn't wake me up as I hadn't gotten any sleep yet.