My wife's dying breath, as I put the pillow over her face, was "be happy, which you will be, now that you have more time for cybersecurity".
I will miss her, but not enough to interfere with my ability to meet your cybersecurity needs, 24/7.
It is very dystopian.
But try to remember that people in grief do a lot of weird stuff. Try not to be too hard on this guy.
He is in a situation where he is both looking for work and grieving. Pretty bad situation.
He could have given it a little more time, instead of the 12ish suggested by the wording.
There's no wrong way to grieve. I mean, I personally wouldn't do this, but that doesn't make it wrong.
Or he's an egocentric that can only think of himself when his wife died
Made me think of Bruce Dawson, who lost his wife and kinda retired:
https://randomascii.wordpress.com/2024/10/01/life-death-and-retirement/
This is so sad. I'm going to go home right now, give my wife a big hug, and tell her that she is slightly more important to me than corporate cyber security.
She held the encrypted passkey to my heart
She was my perimeter, my DMZ, my only endpoint...
What a loser. Embedded systems engineering was my everlasting light and love long before I met my wife, and it shall outlive her frail form for far longer than she shall surely ever know.
Every cloud has a silver lining. With the wife dead, you have more time to spend working on cybersecurity instead of shopping for Valentine's and birthday gifts. Date night is now Patch night.
Your title was so good i was waiting for the punchline the whole time.
Still waiting...
Even in death, I must still stoke the dying fire of capitalism.
Even Eve shed tears when she heard our stories.
WTF!?
