Today is my last day as a Bronto. I suppose it is fitting then that I spend my last minutes at my desk detailing my last official act of business on behalf of Bronto Software.
Our downtown Durham office at The American Tobacco Historic District has a "river" that runs through the middle of our courtyard. After we moved our offices here in 2004, the mystery and intrigue of said river brought about countless "meaning of life" type questions, including:
Today - after someencouragement trash talk from Carolyn - I put the latter question to rest. Here are the videos to prove it:
'Twas truly my proudest moment with the company. The legend of the leap will live long in Bronto lore.
Our downtown Durham office at The American Tobacco Historic District has a "river" that runs through the middle of our courtyard. After we moved our offices here in 2004, the mystery and intrigue of said river brought about countless "meaning of life" type questions, including:
- How does the water get from the bottom of the river back to the top?
- Why are those poor guys cleaning the river every single day?
- Do you think any dead bodies have been dumped in the American Tobacco river?
- Would I get arrested if I skinny dipped in the river on a 90 degree Friday afternoon?
- Do you think that I could make the jump across?
Today - after some
'Twas truly my proudest moment with the company. The legend of the leap will live long in Bronto lore.