Alternate title: I Hope my Parents Don’t Read my Blog
Here’s part of an IM between me and the hubs yesterday. I don’t really know what kind of an introduction I could write for it, so you’re on your own.
KEVIN:
hey. how was your day?
MRSMOUTHY:
good. yours?
KEVIN:
Good. I’m setting my Secure Store credentials now
MRSMOUTHY:
that sounds interesting
tell me more
KEVIN:
The page had to JIT
It took longer than I wanted it too
MRSMOUTHY
mmmmmm
KEVIN:
It is done now
Now I’m refreshing my external data list
Refreshed
MRSMOUTHY:
ooooooooooooooooo
KEVIN:
Data is back
Filtering it now
MRSMOUTHY:
unnnnnhhhhhhhh
KEVIN:
Should I filter at the BCS?
MRSMOUTHY:
yes! yes! YES!
KEVIN:
Uhh…
MRSMOUTHY:
Oh yes!
KEVIN:
#########
KEVIN:
Tell me I’m your base class baby!
MRSMOUTHY:
YOU’RE MY BASE CLASS BABY!
KEVIN:
That’s hot
I’m coming home
MRSMOUTHY:
Bring a cigarette
TOO FUNNY
LOL you are killing me!
This is way more like walking in on my parents than I thought it would be.
The “###’ing” was my favorite…