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Self Employed
Sex and Porn: My Life as an Independent Computer Consultant
It’s not all code debugging
I was testing a compile when she walked seductively into the room. She was beautiful, young, perfect. Our eyes locked as she moved toward me. I momentarily forgot to breathe as she came closer and then leaned over my shoulder. I stood up and motioned her into the chair. Pointing at the code on the computer screen, I began to explain how a binary search works.
Zzzz. Just a dream, not a part of my life as an independent “have brain, will travel” computer consultant. Unfortunately for me, that’s how my most promising sex dreams end: I solve some problem, teach something, and then can’t find my car to get home again.
My sexy dream generator definitely could use some repairs.
Yet my real consulting jaunts were not always devoid of sex and intrigue. Let me tell you about a few.
Let’s hide it here
I was hired to determine why an expensive document scanning system had run out of storage space just a month after installation.
When I entered the scanning room, a buxom redhead greeted me. Okay, no, it was an older man wearing red suspenders and he was a bit pissed off. He handed me a piece of paper…
