Technical Damagement

It's bad enough that my brain-damaged PC has to pause every three seconds to check it's own pulse. But now my management is doing it. Oh wait, it's because they're robots undoubtedly controlled by the same "superior technology" that powers my new craptop and for that reason, they are unable to think and pump their reptilian blood simultaneously. I'll probably be outsourced soon because I'm unwilling to undergo the the lobotomy of a management career path. Don't get me wrong, there are lots of good managers, just none that know anything technical. For starters, that kind of management requires an attention span beyond that of a spider monkey and the ability to identify shapes other than circles. It seems to me that someone in technical management should probably know at least if not more about the work subject than the people they are managing, right?!?!?. But this is not the case, at least not in I.T. Generally, I.T. managers know about things like "perception" , "team building", and the "big picture" (mainly from a stack of 'I'll Manage Somehow ' flash cards). If Homer Simpson, Michael Scott, and a Personal PlayStation were caught in one of those Star Trek transporter accidents, the result would be an I.T. manager. What makes this all even more fun is the endless barrage of Sarbanes-Oxley paperwork that I'm sure is responsible for far more deforestation than all the California wildfires. I spend more time documenting test plans for how I'm going to take a whiz than I do writing actual code. Of course the fact that my craptop has to reboot every time I move the mouse doesn't help my productivity either. Nor does all the coffee I drink. That's a lot of test plans.
Hey, here's an idea: Help me retire from the corporate world - BUY AN EDNECK SHIRT!!!