As my 25th winter in Chicago approaches (and after the 2016 elections), I attempt to cheer myself up with jokes. Programmer jokes. Jokes that largely have to do with being too lazy to verify assumptions or prove claims before making decisions that turn out to be really bad decision. Here's my second joke for your enjoyment. And just in case you have any doubts, this is a true story. As in not "based on a true story." True. All the way through. After I left Oracle Corporation back in 1992, I spent a few years consulting before I wrote the first edition of Oracle PL/SQL Programming (and my life changed big time). For about six months, I commuted to downtown Chicago to work at an insurance company. I was, as you might expect, part of the development team, writing PL/SQL packages and building user interfaces in Oracle's wonderful SQL*Forms 3. This particular insurance company had been acquired by another, even larger insurance company. And it tur...
For the last twenty years, I have managed to transform an obsession with PL/SQL into a paying job. How cool is that?