Steve Calvin wrote:
>
> Nancy Young wrote:

> > That's funny, same here. Sitting there punching my programs onto
> > cards was a lot of fun. Right. One time, I left my lab project in
> > my car. A stack of cards easily 5 inches high. You wonder why
> > programmers get carpal tunnel syndrome. Anyway, the cards were bound
> > with a rubber band. My ex had to stop short when someone cut him off
> > and the cards went *everywhere* ... I cried I was so upset. You
> > have to understand, you had major league deadlines and I had to
> > key it all in again. What a nightmare. Let me never see a keypunch
> > card again.

> Ah yes... I remember them well. I'm my young smart-a$$ed days I said
> "hey, I'm not taking the time to number these stupid cards" I had a
> whole box (the ones that were about 2 or 2 1/2 feet long) with a deck
> that had the wiring instructions for a computor board that I had
> designed. I was carring the box down to the reader room to feed them in
> and a guy came around the corner, the cards when flying all over the
> freekin' place. Needless to say I numbered my cards after that one.

Oh, man, I would laugh except I know your pain. (sequence the damm
cards, nancy) And, obviously, your program was much more difficult
than mine, mine was just an inventory program.

God bless the cards, long die the cards.

nancy