There was always something intensely satisfying about walking into some retail store and seeing boxes on the shelf containing CDs with software I'd written.
(On the flip side, there was that one time we had to destroy 5,000 CDs because they had a Quicktime Autostart virus on them...)
Sometimes it’s odd to realize there’s people that can say this while simultaneously not being my grandfather. There’s a whole period of computer history I skipped.
(On the flip side, there was that one time we had to destroy 5,000 CDs because they had a Quicktime Autostart virus on them...)