For me, me not you, me, fishing is the worst punishment there could be. It is outside and outside sucks, always too hot or cold or sunny. You might catch a fish then what do you do you throw it back. I could go on. I would rather be by myself in a cubicle in a computer room on the night shift. Am I weird? Yes, and I know it.
I had that happen once. I looked outside and didn’t see my car. I said to myself. “hmm… I don’t remember putting it in the garage last night.” Went to go out the door and snow was halfway up the door. The car was in the driveway buried. I got out, but it took a couple of hours of digging. I would have stayed home but it was Christmas day and I wanted to spend it with family. I made the 20-mile drive, It took hours. But I made it.
I’m one of the old guys who knows how and why stuff works. New fresh outa school know it all’s are trying to fix an issue. Millions of dollars on the line. I told them what to do. They looked at me like I was insane. A couple of hours go by, and they are desperate. They ask for help. I type 2 commands and voilà all better. I then explained that I helped build the system 40+ years ago and that a bad management decision led to this flaw that would crop up a few times a year. I told them how to fix it long-term and also told them to never let a manager code.
Maybe it was “Enterprise”