Reminded me of working for The State.

20 year old PC's running on coathanger wire and duct tape and running software written and serviced by tree sloths.

And then there's the half-wit bull dyke 'assistant-to the assistant-to the assistant temporary supervising project leader' standing over your shoulder and having to drop what you're doing twice a week to attend 1st grade level classes on touching, sensitivity and emotional awareness while your dyke boss passes you up for promotion in favor of some Barista just out of high school she hooked up with...

Yeah I know how they feel.