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The Adventurous Adventures of Corduroy Boy!

Lurking the hallways at el lugar de mi empleo roams an unassuming hero. Most of the day you can find him sitting in his cubicle writing code as a typical mid-range developer. At these times of the day all is quiet in the office. Sure, you will hear people moving softly around picking up print jobs from the printer, talking quietly on conference calls, or tapping on keyboards. However, that quiet office environment suddenly becomes disrupted when our hero jumps into action.

You know when he has been called on for another world-saving adventure because you hear him coming down the hall with his distinctive sound, "Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp". You can also tell the seriousness of the situation by how fast or slow he goes. Sometimes it is "Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppppppppp Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppppppppp Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppppppppp," while other times it is "Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip Vrip." No matter what the problem is you can always count on Corduroy Boy to be there.

One time a team of us were engaged in a heated disagreement about how to design and implement a certain IT solution. One side argued for a specific course of action while the other vehemently denied the request and offered up their own solution. It became obvious no one was giving up any ground and the project was in serious jeopardy. Millions of dollars were at stake unless someone relinguished power.

At the very moment when we were about to let it all fall apart were heard that characteristic noise, "Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp Vrrrrrrippp." At the door of the conference room stood our savior, Corduroy Boy!

He stood there with legs akimbo like you would see any superhero stand. Only, instead of his clinched fists against his hips, he ate an ice cream cup (chocolate and vanilla flavored). You know the kind, the ones with the wooden spoon attached? As he looked at us, and ate his ice cream, he queried, "How's it goin'?"



Like snow melting before the hot sun our disagreements vanished. We all hugged and came to an agreement that generated more revenue than anyone ever calculated could be done.

THANK YOU CORDUROY BOY!! THANK YOU!!