PL-SQL
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
I met with Sailor Yoon and the girlfriend for a drink or two, this evening, and was interrupted at one point by a bizarre phone call. It went like this:
"Hello?"
"Can you answer one or two questions about PL/SQL?"
"Uh, yes, who is this?"
"I need PL/SQL"
"Are you sure you have the right number?"
"I'm calling, right?"
"...."
"Can you answer one or two questions about PL/SQL?"
"What do you want to know?"
"It's very loud where you are!"
"I'm in a pub!"
"Oh, you're in a pub?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"Can you answer one or two questions about PL/SQL?"
"I'm hanging up, now!"
After hanging up, I wondered what that had been all about. I decided that someone had found my resume in a desperate search for PL/SQL online, and had called the phone number on the resume. Pretty bizarre.
Tracey assured me that it was an unannounced job interview, a response to one of the jobs I'd applied for.