RitcheyRch
03-13-2007, 05:45 PM
This is for those that know what Catia is.
THE BALLAD OF CATIA FRED
(Sung to the tune of "The Beverly Hill Billies")
Come listen to muh story 'bout a man named Fred,
A poor college student with computers in his head.
An' then one day he was lookin' for ideas,
His professor said, "Hey! There's money in CATIA's.
(...keyboards, that is...digitizers...mainframes...)
Well the first thing you know ol' Fred's an engineer.
The kinfolk said, "Get the heck away from here!"
They said, "Washingtony is the place you oughta see!"
So he bought a bag o' donuts and he joined the Lazy B.
(Boeing, that is...big planes...little paychecks...)
On his first day at work they stuck him in a cube,
Fed him some more donuts and sat him at a tube.
Said, "Your drawin's late, but we know just what to do:
Instead of forty hours, gonna work ya fifty-two."
(...overtime, that is...black coffee...Lucky
Strikes...)
Well the months went by an' things was lookin' bad.
Some schedules they dun slipped and the managers was mad.
They called another meetin' an' decided on a fix:
The answer was so clear: "We'll work him sixty-six!"
(...tired, that is...no-doz...espresso donuts)
Then the months turned to years an' his hair was gettin'
gray,
But Fred kept a tubin' while his life just slipped away.
He was waitin' for the lottery to help him out the door,
Then he ate another donut and his body hit the floor.
(...dead, that is...heart attack...logged off...)
THE BALLAD OF CATIA FRED
(Sung to the tune of "The Beverly Hill Billies")
Come listen to muh story 'bout a man named Fred,
A poor college student with computers in his head.
An' then one day he was lookin' for ideas,
His professor said, "Hey! There's money in CATIA's.
(...keyboards, that is...digitizers...mainframes...)
Well the first thing you know ol' Fred's an engineer.
The kinfolk said, "Get the heck away from here!"
They said, "Washingtony is the place you oughta see!"
So he bought a bag o' donuts and he joined the Lazy B.
(Boeing, that is...big planes...little paychecks...)
On his first day at work they stuck him in a cube,
Fed him some more donuts and sat him at a tube.
Said, "Your drawin's late, but we know just what to do:
Instead of forty hours, gonna work ya fifty-two."
(...overtime, that is...black coffee...Lucky
Strikes...)
Well the months went by an' things was lookin' bad.
Some schedules they dun slipped and the managers was mad.
They called another meetin' an' decided on a fix:
The answer was so clear: "We'll work him sixty-six!"
(...tired, that is...no-doz...espresso donuts)
Then the months turned to years an' his hair was gettin'
gray,
But Fred kept a tubin' while his life just slipped away.
He was waitin' for the lottery to help him out the door,
Then he ate another donut and his body hit the floor.
(...dead, that is...heart attack...logged off...)