You might be an engineer…

I found this on Conservative Outpost.  Being an engineer, I found it pretty funny:

You might be an engineer if:

Choosing between buying flowers for your wife and upgrading your RAM is a problem.

You take a cruise so you can go on a personal tour of the engine room.

In college, you thought Spring Break was metal fatigue failure.

The salespeople at the local computer store can’t answer any of your questions.

At an air show, you know how fast the skydivers are falling.

For your wife’s birthday you gave her a new CD-ROM drive or a Palm Pilot.

You can’t quote scenes from any Monty Python movie.

You can type 70 words per minute but you can’t read your own handwriting.

You comment to your wife that her straight hair is nice and parallel.

You sit backwards on Disney rides so you can see how they do the special effects.

You have saved every power cord from all your broken appliances.

You have more friends on the Internet than in real life.

You know what http:// stands for.
When you start to tell her, she gets busy doing other things and says, “That’s nice, dear.”

You look forward to Christmas so you can put together the kids’ toys.

You see a good design, and have to change it.

You spent more on your calculator than you did on your wedding ring.

You still own a slide rule and know how to use it.

You think the reason people yawn when you talk is because they are sleep deprived.

You window shop at Radio Shack.

Your laptop computer cost more than your car.

Your wife hasn’t the foggiest idea of what you do at work.

You’ve already calculated how much you make per second.

You’ve tried to repair a $10 radio.

You don’t see anything wrong with wearing socks with your Birkenstocks.

Sears has great deals on slacks.

And finally, two famous words: pocket protectors.

A couple of points: I have never owned Birkenstocks and would sooner wear a frilly pink dress – talk about the footwear of choice for the Beta Males.  Nor have I ever used a pocket protector.  I am one of those engineers who is very much into martial arts and firearms, and I think that a lot of us these days do not fit the humorous stereotypes

“The salespeople at the local computer store can’t answer any of your questions.”

Heh – been there!  BTW, http stands for Hyper Text Transfer Protocol.  I was on the internet before http came along, back in the telnet/usenet days.  That certainly dates me!

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