So yeah, when I was a youth around 1995 I wrote a Turbo Pascal application for my local post office in the the North of England. On the house, no payment - main

So yeah, when I was a youth around 1995 I wrote a Turbo Pascal application for my local post office in the the North of England. On the house, no payment - mainly to hang out in the back room and see the world go by. The application tallied up the days ins and outs and then printed the results on dot matrix printer which were used to help with the book keeping. The post master and mistress were very happy with it. Once they were invited to the post office headquarters in London for some award for their services and I tagged along for the trip. After some years I heard the post office shut down due to some financial scandal and the post master lost his job and was forced to become a taxi driver. Never found out the details until now. Blows my mind thinking how much money goes to people who don't actually do shit and actually hold back others trying to earn some peanuts. I remember fondly those times, especially watching the post mistress hypnotised with my built-in psychedelic screensaver. She was well impressed.