So in the Nineties, when I began to realize that what I did could be important I began to take my job seriously.

And it became clear that I had a serious job - one that I would be held responsible for - legally - if I fucked it up. Along with every other techy geek on the planet.

So we saved the human race from itself with such finesse that everyone asked 'what was all that silly fuss about Y2K? Nothing happened!'. And they all went back to laughing at us again. Except the smart quiet ones, who were grateful, but unfortunately, quiet.

Y2K was my great challenge. In the systems I coded and designed and planned and implemented I helped save civilation as we know.

Then came Air Al-Qaeda. The Taliban. The War in Afghanistan. The War in Iraq. Natural disasters like the Tsunami. Hurrican Katrina. Hurricane Rita, the Pakistan Earthquake.

No on talks about Y2K anymore. No one cares what we did.

And I have no challenge. Because the skills I have can't stop a Hurricane or a Tidal Wave. The government says I'm too old to hold a gun or decode a message.

With my Nerdy buddies, I saved the world at the end of the 20th century; Now I don't know what to do next.