The contractors are abuzz in the neighbor’s building, hammering, spackling, and chatting loudly with each other. I sit here staring into Xcode, furiously trying to figure out an NSTextField drawing issue, when I hear a choice bit of wisdom echo through my office:
“I just fuckin’ hate working on windows, man.”
Amen to that. Apparently the similarities between our trades run deep. Not more than a minute later:
“We both fuckin’ know we could do it, but it’s just a matter of looking up the code.”
Psychic hi-fives, buddy.