I (a software engineer) sit at a table and pound my fingers against an object for many hours a day. Thatβs it.
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You're a scribe. You create, correct, alter, copy, share and distribute texts which help run things smoothly in the kingdom.
Few people from 2024 understand what I do, so no.
What do you do?
I'm an in-house consultant for Enterprise Content Management.
Huh. Somehow I understand even less what you do than before I read that.
My job is to leverage the core competencies of my employer into win win scenarios by proactively and synergistically reengineering document based processes. I hope that clears it up.
Please tell me it's not Opentext...
Fortunately not. I haven't quite descended to the seventh circle of hell yet.
Im gonna guess, is that a job where you advise a company on how to organize, store, and use "enterprise content" (im gonna guess that's like internal materials like training stuff, internal tools/software)
Not totally wrong.
I'm thinking of the episode of That '70s Show where Kelso's dad is trying to explain to Kelso what he does for a homework assignment.
Kelso: "OK, let's get started. Question number one, what's your job?"
John: "I'm a senior executive statistical analysis technician."
Kelso: "You're a senior execu⦠what?"
John: "Well, in plain English, I concatenate the verse statistical information to maximize the potential utilization of data."
Kelso: "So you give people data!"
( Kelso is on the verge of writing it down. )
John: "A lot of people think that. No. My job's not about output, it's about throughput."
Kelso: "So you throughput data!"
John: "Well, now you've lost me, son. Oh, listen Michael, you know the eight tracks you love so much?"
Kelso: "You make them!"
John: "No, but because of us, other people who make them are able to make them better."
Kelso: "So, you fix stuff!"
John: "You could say that..."
( Kelso starts writing. )
John: "But I wouldn't."
( Kelso erases it with frustration. )
And then it keeps going on the like for a while.
Yeah, that's pretty much how it goes for me.
Sounds IT-related. Can you fix my printer?
Best I can do is strangle you with a USB cable.
I'm down. The safe word is 'wenches'.
Have you been stalking me?
Nice. This is my new go-to answer for that question.
I'm sure your granny will be thrilled.
If it means I never have to deal with printers again, I'll take it.
Hehe. On weekdays I go to a building that is owned by a company. I sit down on a chair at a desk, stare into a device and sometimes push some of the 105 buttons on it. Sometimes I also fill out forms on paper. After 8h plus break I leave and go home. In return the company advises my bank to increase a number each month.
We have really advanced technology, so few people have to work in agriculture or as handymen and theoretically it's enough to feed us all. The rest of us keeps busy by shuffling paper around. And in recent times we were able to do away with some of the paper and replace it with those machines. There are some slightly different variants, but they pretty much all look the same.
I make the horse poop smell and sound great coming out? Β―_(γ)_/Β―
Here, you lost something: \
yeah because I have a real job (retail) not whispering to the lightning through the haunted frame like yall
Damn apparently you're a poet too