The poetry of the professions

[hairyears]

Partying in Cambridge last night, our delightful hostess fiona_kitty introduced me to Aoife, an actuaritrix, who requested a terrible thing:

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[burkesworks]

A Limerick extolling the virtues of an actuary:

Have you not met m31andy yet? I read that and thought *immediately* of her; living proof that accountants are not all vanilla :)

[kelemvor]

Don't let them meet, please. They'd end up with automated spreadsheets that can generate slash fanfiction...

[hairyears]

You say this as if it's a bad thing.

[kelemvor]

Well considering the reaction I got from a friend when I mentioned using a spreadsheet to generate install.sh scripts for Unix, it might not be that bad. But still.

[feanelwa]

Ooh, was she a bit shorter than me, with black hair and quite a sweet face? I was supervised for first year maths by an Aoife and it's not a widespread name in Cambridge...

[hairyears]

Er, no. I think she's a couple of years oldee than you, but blonde.

[pndc]

I will buy a pint for anyone who rhymes 'gynaecologist'.

"pissed".

[mair_aw]

there once was a fine ecologist
a bit like a pine mythologist
who got bored of trees
and said "raise your knees"
when she became a gynecologist

[miss_t_ide]

There once was a young gynaecologist
Who who claimed that he could sign a dollar pissed.
They gave him a buck
But he ran out of luck
So instead he drank wine a scholar missed.

Or was it supposed to make sense?