Letters to the Power Plant #22 — Ice at Dell

After I left the power plant and went to work for Dell on August 20, 2001, I wrote letters back to my friends at the plant letting them know how things were going.  This is the twenty second letter I wrote.

02/07/02 – Ice at Dell

Dear Friends,

I’m sorry I haven’t written to Sooner sooner.  Early last week I encountered a temporary change in job description.  The other day they found out that I had the ability to heal computer related problems by just laying my hands on the monitors (which you guys at Sooner have known for a long time).

So they had me running around fixing computer problems a good part of the week.  Last Friday, I spent the whole day doing nothing but fixing computer problems for people.  They even had me setting up training room computers for new hires.

They were talking about putting me in the manufacturing plant, and having me lay my hands on all of the computers as they went down the conveyor belt. — but then they might have to lay off some of the Tech Support people.  — That’s not my normal job description, which is creating programs to dazzle and impress my business partners.

Then, this Monday through Wednesday, I was in class at a training center somewhere in the heart of Austin learning the new programming languages which included: ASP.Net, ADO.Net, VB.Net, and C# (pronounced “see sharp” — Which makes me think that this has something to do with looking at Robert Sharp — though I don’t know what).  — So, now I’m the resident expert on these languages, and I’m supposed to present them in a “Code Review” tomorrow.

Anyway.  I heard you guys had a lot of Ice up there in Oklahoma last week.  —  I just wanted you to know that here at Dell, we have our share of Ice also.  Just across the way, and over yonder, there are Coke machines and candy machines.  And right next to the candy machine is an Ice Dispenser.  I use it a lot.

There is also an Ice dispenser in the break room which is located in the middle of the floor that I’m on, in this wing of the building.  Also, there is an Ice Dispenser in the cafeteria.  —  Now, that’s Three, (count them, — Three) Ice dispensers on just the 1st floor!!!  —  So when you guys think you are having a lot of Ice, just think about us down here, with all of our Ice machines!

I think today was the “third” day this winter that I’ve had to scrape Ice (yes – Ice.  —  Some may refer to it as “Frost”)  off of the windows on my car.  It was only 35 degrees this morning!!!!  Brrrrrr….  I had to put on my “heavy” jacket!!!  I noticed that the people around here don’t really know when to wear jackets.  I’m not sure that everyone “owns” a jacket.

Yesterday morning, it was about 45 degrees, and I noticed that some people were walking around outside with short sleeve shirts, and no coat (and a confused look on their face – wondering why they had this strange sensation causing their teeth to chatter).  Not me.  I don’t own a winter coat anymore, but I do have a “heavy” jacket.  — I have a pair of Carhartt coveralls around somewhere too, but I’m not sure where.

I suppose that things are going well with you guys.  I have removed Bill Robinson from my e-mail list, since, as I understand it.  He retired.  Bill was always one of those guys that whenever you talked about him, it usually helped to end your sentences with “Bless his heart.”  —  You know.  You might say something like:  “Oh, I heard that Bill accidentally tripped the wrong Bowl Mill again, bless his heart.”  Or, “Oops, Bill ran the pickup into another one of those yellow posts, bless his heart.”

Do you see how helpful it is when you add “Bless his heart” to the end of the sentence?  It’s a remarkable phrase.  I have found that it comes in real handy when talking about Gene Day also.  With Gene, all you have to say is:  “Gene Day?  Bless his heart.”

Toby mentioned the other day that he might send some coal dust down, just so that I could enjoy playing in the stuff every once in a while.  —  Well, he doesn’t have to.  If I need a “coal dust” fix, I just go in the garage, and pull an old tool out of my tool bucket, and my hand will come out all black from the accumulated coal dust in my tool bucket.

Note to Reader:  Since I originally posted this letter, Toby O’Brien has died.  Here is a post about when I learned about his death:  Reference Letter for Toby O’Brien, Power Plant Engineer.

I’ll write later,  it is good to hear from you guys.

Your Pal at Dell,

Kevin James Anthony Breazile


Kevin J. Breazile

Programmer Analyst II

Dell Computer Corporation

(512) 728-1527

One response

  1. Back in that former life when I worked, there were coworkers that we used that term a lot.

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