SysAdmin: So then the proxy server passes that request on to the Web servers …
Me: Uh-huh, okay.
MyBrain: HEY! HEY, BROHEIM!
SysAdmin: And those are load-balanced, so the user could get any of those machines …
Me: Right, yeah.
MyBrain: WHAT DID THE ROUTER SAY TO HIS UROLOGIST?
SysAdmin: And the payloads are replicated to the other machines …
Me: Uh-huh ….
MyBrain: “IT HURTS WHEN IP!” GET IT?!?
SysAdmin: Normally that’s the case, but we disabled replication, so …
Me: Yeah.
MyBrain: GET IT?!? IP SOUNDS LIKE “I PEE.” GET IT?
Me: YES, I GET IT! I GOT IT! I UNDERSTAND! OKAY?!?
SysAdmin: Oh … sorry. Was I rambling?
Me: Oh, no! Not you! I’m sorry, I’m … My brain ….
SysAdmin: No worries. I’ll come back later.
MyBrain: HEY, WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF TATER SALAD?
Me: *sigh* ….
MyBrain: I LIKE AMERICAN-STYLE TATER SALAD, BUT CAESAR IS MY FAVORITE DICTATOR SALAD! GET IT?!?
When my brain comes with me to work but then doesn’t really do any work ….
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