".....Au contrere', Mon Ami......",
What it means, is that you have submitted yourself as the resident know-it-all from Cisco Systems, on the west coast - in addition to being sort of self-styled master stock analyst; able to discern the very viabilility of companies about which you don't have a bloody clue.
We humbly await your professorial pronouncements, oh magnanimous HardHead of Routerdom and otras cosas de Communicacion'.
It is somewhat curious, however, as most major techno-companies have extremely rigid policies regarding employees screwing around with "..stock stuff.." on Internet during working hours (..Silicon Valley-Boy, and all..), that you have so much time to donate.
The time stamps on your messages are after startin'-time and prior to lunch PST on a week day. tycho.usno.navy.mil
Your bumkus buddy may have time to meddle in other people's business, between his intermittent instructional efforts at various fast-food establishments; but, do you?
Now, we all realize that some folks are able to finagle their bosses into letting them telecommute; but, that still presupposes that the "...clock-punchers..." are "working" at the specified times.
Having family, and numerous friends, with extensive holdings in Cisco, this poses a quandary.
Things that make you go. "...Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."; know what I mean, Verne..?!?!
Buenos diaz, "..Cisco..".
John |
