Jeff B.

Today I salute you, Jeff, director of technology, founder of companies, owner of swords, eater of sandwiches, and mentor of a young boy you swept off a dirty Wal-Mart floor.

That’s right, while other companies looked at inane stuff like ‘experience’ and ‘certifications’, you didn’t want any of that.  You gave me my first IT job,  I fully acknowledge I was given the job, because my experience hardly warranted it, making it very hard to be irreverent to you in this salute.

From active directory to email administration, you taught me it all, you taught me because you knew I was capable of learning, and that knowledge has carried me onward in my career even after I was laid off.

So sit down, and blast away some things in Enemy Territory, all the while muttering obscenities, because if you’re not there to nuke the n00bs, who would be?

Zel-kun’s note (in all seriousness):

I’m not sure many of my friends know of this person, and I highly doubt he reads this site, as I have lost contact with Jeff a couple years ago.  But he deserves his salute here nonetheless.  If Pete would be acceredited with helping me find my path in life, Jeff was the one who led me down it.  Working for him was enlightnening and enjoyable.  And there’s something to be said about a boss who has you set up a game server to teach you the basics of networking.  So, wherever you are Jeff, I raise a drink in fond remembrance.

*solemn toast*

Zel-kun out.