IT Contractor Top Trumps

[SallyAnne]

Technical Skills 7
Management Skills 2
IR35 Compliance 10
Doom Level 0
War Chest 10

[lightng]

Technical Skills 7
Management Skills 2
IR35 Compliance 10
Doom Level 0
War Chest 10

Oooh! Has anyone told you that you have a great chest?

[Bagpuss]

How can you have a doom level of 0? That implies you don't care about the crdit crunch and it's effect on your local ecomomy/friends etc.

[Drewster]

How can you have a doom level of 0? That implies you don't care about the crdit crunch and it's effect on your local ecomomy/friends etc.

and your point is?

[Mich the Tester]

How can you have a doom level of 0? That implies you don't care about the crdit crunch and it's effect on your local ecomomy/friends etc.

0 is bad. 0 means your contract is about to end.

Unless I've misunderstood it.

[lightng]

0 is bad. 0 means your contract is about to end.

Unless I've misunderstood it.

O is bad except for this one. Sorry. Should have called it Boom level then it would have fit the rest.

[FSM with Cheddar]

I've been doing telephone interviews recently, and when I ask the interviewee to rate themselves from 0 to 10 on various technologies, they come back with a 2 minute answer for each one.

Technical Skills: Well I'm quite good at stuff, but I know this bloke that is slightly better.
Management Skills: Um, I've done a bit of it.
IR35 Compliance: Well all good so far
Doom Level: That's a really good question. Um, urr. Yes?
War Chest: I have a wife and two kids

[Mich the Tester]

O is bad except for this one. Sorry. Should have called it Boom level then it would have fitted with the rest.

I expected I'd misunderstand something.

[Board Game Geek]

Grandmaster L40 Tauren Wizard Churchill posted : Do you by any chance mean your car's glove compartment?

Of course !

Is there any other type ?

****

I opened the glove compartment with a sense of trepidation and yet hungry eagerness.

The thought of the delicate, buttery pastry melting within my lips solicited an auto-response from my saliva glands, and I threw open the lock with devilish abandon.

Either I froze, or time stood still.

We regarded each other, locked in our own time bubble, where nothing outside the barrier mattered any more.

Time, o' cruel Mistress that she is, had not been kind to my patisseried friend.

The white paper bag which had once enshrouded the tasty treat inside like a wedding gown upon a young virgin, had become despoiled with the stain of grease, having oozed from the mass within to permeate the bag.

And then there was the smell.

DEAR GOD, the SMELL !

It was like a rancid nest of rats, force-fed laxatives and goaded to live in a shoe box.

I nervously opened the bag and peered inside.

And I now know the meaning of Horror.

True, raw, unabashed horror, of the kind that strips reason and sanity to the marrow and leaves behind a gibbering mess of flesh.

Never in my wildest imaginings could I envisage that such a cruel and twisted thing be damned with life, for that is exactly what is was.

Life that made a mockery of the living, that perveted the breath of the dying, and infused the vile abomination with something in between.

It is my sincere belief that no man upon the firmament of earth should be compelled to bear witness to such abhorrence that would unhinge even the stoutest of minds.

I left the despicable horror where it lay, and returned to another version of sanity here.

[Dark Black]

Technical Skills 9
Management Skills 3
IR35 Compliance 7.5
Doom Level 4
War Chest 10

Goth Stuff 10
Car Count 5