Dat is inderdaad zo. Bij deze een bulk onzin, die nog ergens in mijn mail staat:

Real Geologists…

don’t eat quiche. They don’t even know what it is. Real geologists like
raw meat, beer and tonsil-killer chili.

don’t need rock hammers. They break samples off with their bare hands.

don’t sit in offices. Being indoors drives them crazy. If they’d wanted
to sit in offices they’d have become geophysicists.

don’t need geophysics. Geophysicists measure things nobody can see or
feel, make up a whole lot of numbers about them, then drill in the wrong
places.

don’t work 9 to 5. If any real geologists are around at 9am it’s because
they’re going to a meeting to tell the managers where to drill.

don’t like managers. Managers are a necessary evil, for dealing with
bozos from Human Resources, beancounters from Accounting and other mental
defectives.

don’t make exploration budgets. Nervous managers make exploration
budgets. Only insecure mama’s boys try to stay within exploration budgets. Real geologists ignore exploration budgets.

don’t use compasses. That smacks of geophysics. Real geologists always
know exactly where they are, and the direction of the nearest place where
beer is available.

don’t make maps. Maps are for novices, the forgetful, managers and
pansies who like to play with coloured pencils. A real geologist will only draw a map to show the ill-informed managers where to drill.

don’t write reports. Bureaucrats write reports, and look what they’re
like.

don’t have joint venture partners. Partners are for wimpy bedwetters who
are unable to think big.

don’t use computers. Computers are for geophysicists, other nerds and
limp-wristed quiche eaters who can’t think for themselves.

don’t go to meetings, except to point at a map and say “DRILL HERE” and
leave.