The Masters make the rules

Dear Blackie,

I am an accomplished network engineer. I have certifications that would make your head spin. I have a CCIe, a CCISS, and every letter in between. Problem is, I am stupid. Or something. I don't even remember taking the goddam test, let alone what the answers to any of the questions are. Now, why was I writing to you again? Oh yeah. Let's see. I have a great job at a small company. I have convinced the owner that he is damn lucky to have me and he pays me more than he should. It doesn't matter that everything I try to do is wrong or fucked up in some way. I can't order a frame relay circuit without getting a channelized T-1. I tell my employees to send routers to customers without knowing what the configurations should be. Wait, I lost my ass. Oh. Ok, nevermind. Found it. Anyway. It cost the company over a thousand dollars to get the customer to fix the router and the circuit that I ordered. Wow, am I important. So who are you again and why are you writing to me?

Signed,

Dipshit Dumbass Dicknose Doyle