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Dilbert's Genius

After yesterday's "retreat," I needed some humor. I've discovered that the Dilbert cartoon might just be the most hysterical literature on this Earth:

"Lately the only thing keeping me from being a serial killer is my distaste for manual labour."
- Dilbert

"I have forgotten my password. I humbly beg for assistance."
"I have no time for boring administrative tasks, you fool! I'm too busy upgrading the network."
"You could have given me a new password in the time it took to belittle me."
"Yeah, but which option would give me job satisfaction?"
- Dogbert the Sysadmin & Asok

"All great ideas look like bad ideas to people who are losers. Its always good to test a new idea with known losers to make sure they dont like it."
- Dogbert

I have a new personal crusade. I'm going to hunt down the people who have strong opinions on subjects they dont understand. Then I'll bop them with this cardboard tube.
- Dogbert, in his "Out! Out! You Demons of Stupidity" phase

"Today I'll teach you to recognize when you're boring. This is called a yawn. When you see one, stop talking about yourself."
- Dogbert, Social Obliviousness 101

"My motto is 'they can't break you if you don't have a spine'."
- Wally

"I just had a good meeting."
"Maybe it just didn't last long enough to reveal the incompetence of the attendees."
"That's what I call a good meeting."
- Dilbert and Dogbert

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