Expert Oracle Practices: Oracle Database Administration from the Oak Table
Like many red-blooded Americans, my friend—let’s call him John—dabbles in carpentry whenever he can motivate himself to move from the computer to produce something more tangible. Recently he discovered that although motivation can be a great catalyst, it can never replace skills. In a grand testi...
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2012
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Truy cập trực tuyến: | http://scholar.dlu.edu.vn/thuvienso/handle/DLU123456789/31333 |
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Tóm tắt: | Like many red-blooded Americans, my friend—let’s call him John—dabbles in carpentry whenever he
can motivate himself to move from the computer to produce something more tangible. Recently he
discovered that although motivation can be a great catalyst, it can never replace skills. In a grand
testimony to that truth, he has never been able to produce anything more than a hole in a board or two
pieces of wood out of one. His most recent story parallels the teachings of this book.
Embarrassed by the incessant boasting of neighbors and friends about their great accomplishments
in the fine art of carpentry, John woke up one day determined to turn the tide—become skilled at
carpentry. He even picked out a project—a garden shed to store all the mysterious but seemingly useful
stuff that occupied the modest real-estate of his garage, forcing his cars to become refugees on the
driveway. No way, no sir, he told the cars—pretty soon they would be able to go back to their promised
homeland, just as soon as he banished the clutter to the garden shed, which he would build with his
newly acquired skill. The cars seemed to honk in agreement, or perhaps he imagined it.
Charged with new passion, he rushed off to a store for homebuilders full of other trumped-up
newbies like himself. He chose a book on do-it-yourself garden sheds. He bought the materials and the
all-important tools. He did everything by the book. But two years have passed by, and all he has been
able to produce are numerous cuts, bruises, scratches, and countless pieces of wood wasted as a result of
not being cut properly—either cut too short or angled too acutely. In the course of these years, my friend
added more tools to the collection—tools that supposedly make a carpenter out of anyone with the right
inclination and bent of mind—and more wasted wood, drill bits, and saw dust. The shed, not even a
remote resemblance of it, never saw the light of the day. |
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