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::From the shadows, a ragged, scruffy, burnt out looking enterprise IT employee slowly emerges into the room. His button-up grid patterned shirt has a few buttons hanging on for dear life. His face lit only by flickering server lights and a crumpled cigarette smolder lazily hanging from his dry, crusty lips. His employee badge sways to and fro with each bedraggled rise and fall of his gaunt shoulders.::
“Oh, you like your rolling releases and your AURs and your ‘cutting edge’ software huh?”
::He takes another drag before blowing a stench into your face that can only be described as vaporized despair. He then drops the cigarette into his coffee with a hiss, swirls it a few times, and takes a long swig.::
“Do you think that holds up when you are supporting a legacy environment of 200+ VMs and iron with code written by the cheapest consultants for 20+ years?”
::His eyes narrow. The open source software enthusiasts who were moments ago happily discussing their personal computing experiences are stunned, unsure what to say.::
“…Because that is a very different experience.”
::He turns and melds back into the server room from which he emerged, mumbling something that sounds like ‘absolute fools’ and ‘don’t even know about ESXI…’
::From the shadows, a ragged, scruffy, burnt out looking enterprise IT employee slowly emerges into the room. His button-up grid patterned shirt has a few buttons hanging on for dear life. His face lit only by flickering server lights and a crumpled cigarette smolder lazily hanging from his dry, crusty lips. His employee badge sways to and fro with each bedraggled rise and fall of his gaunt shoulders.::
“Oh, you like your rolling releases and your AURs and your ‘cutting edge’ software huh?”
::He takes another drag before blowing a stench into your face that can only be described as vaporized despair. He then drops the cigarette into his coffee with a hiss, swirls it a few times, and takes a long swig.::
“Do you think that holds up when you are supporting a legacy environment of 200+ VMs and iron with code written by the cheapest consultants for 20+ years?”
::His eyes narrow. The open source software enthusiasts who were moments ago happily discussing their personal computing experiences are stunned, unsure what to say.::
“…Because that is a very different experience.”
::He turns and melds back into the server room from which he emerged, mumbling something that sounds like ‘absolute fools’ and ‘don’t even know about ESXI…’