Toda a verdade sobre um profissional da informática

Encontrei isto num blog e não resisti:

1. We work weird (night) shifts…
Just like prostitutes.

2. They pay you to make the client happy…
Just like a prostitute.

3. The client pays a lot of money, but your employer keeps almost every penny…
Just like a prostitute.

4. You are rewarded for fulfilling the client’s dreams…
Just like a prostitute.

5. Your friends fall apart and you end up hanging out with people in the same profession as you…
Just like a prostitute.

6. When you have to meet the client you always have to be perfectly groomed…
Just like a prostitute.

7. But when you go back home it seems like you are coming back from hell…
Just like a prostitute.

8. The client always wants to pay less but expects incredible things from you…
Just like a prostitute.

9. When people ask you about your job, you have difficulties to explain it…
Just like a prostitute.

10. Everyday when you wake up, you say: “I’m not going to spent the rest of my life doing this.”
Just like a prostitute ……..

Vá lá que ainda escapo aos pontos 5, 6 e 7.

The best of what’s around

O mais recente álbum de Dave Matthews Band é simplesmente brutal, ouvi-lo é reviver anos em que os melhores e os piores momentos eram quase sempre acompanhados com um CD de DMB que tocava no carro.

Mas não é só de nostalgia que este best of é feito, ao bom estilo da banda todas as músicas sofreram um upgrade e no segundo CD (com actuações ao vivo escolhidas pelos fãs) encontramos um Warehouse com um toque de salsa simplesmente fenomenal.

Este álbum é a prova de que esta banda se reinventa em cada concerto que dá, que tal como as pessoas a música pode crescer e evoluir.

A minha música preferida não se encontra neste álbum mas espero que a toquem no Pavilhão Atlântico:

Come and see
I swear by now I’m playing time against my troubles
I’m coming slow but speeding
Do you wish a dance and while
I’m in the front
The play on time is won
But the difficulty is coming here
I will go in this way
And find my own way out
I won’t tell you to stay
But I’m coming to much more
Me
All at once the ghosts come back
Reeling in you now
What if they came down crushing
Remember when I used to play for
all of the loneliness that nobody
notices now
I’m begging slow I’m coming here
Only waiting I wanted to stay
I wanted to play,
I wanted to love you
I’m only this far
And only tomorrow leads my way
I’m coming waltzing back and
moving into your head
Please, I wouldn’t pass this by
I wouldn’t take any more than
What sort of man goes by
I will bring water
Why won’t you ever be glad
It melts into wonder
I came in praying for you
Why won’t you run
in the rain and play
Let the tears splash all over you

(#41 – Dave Matthews Band)