Those that can, do. Those that can’t, teach.
There’s an addendum to that cliché.
Those that can’t teach, administrate.
Which is rubbish. When I give up competing, I plan to avoid coaching (although will probably not manage that). I don’t want to leave the sport entirely so will officiate and organise. The satisfaction you get when organising rather than actually competing is surprisingly high.
When events go well – even if the weather tried its darnedest to intervene – it is fun and enjoyable to administrate.
Me, a little earlier to a colleague, “just because the document we’ve received from on high [from our new bosses in the takeover] is called Unit Test Plan and has the words Unit, Test and Plan in 32 point font on the first page, doesn’t actually make it a unit test plan.”
There are some who say that Scott Adams is the bellwether for the digital, cube-bound, open-plan generation – today’s offering is particularly apposite. There are others who claim that Blackadder has oneliners that will always fit.
I have been known to hold forth that Top Gun has a quote for all occasions.
This morning, though, as often the case, Monty Python was the nominee. In particular their cat licence skit. Some might quote William Shakespeare, a rose by any other name smelling as sweet, I prefer John Cleese:
“This is a dog license with the word ‘dog’ crossed out and ‘cat’ written in. In crayon.”