My father is a dentist. When I was in my early childhood, he used to repeat the same sentence over and over again, which as far as I can remember and translate properly now was something like:
“Son, get the right tool for the job.”
And as he was...
When I was about 13 years old, I stopped complaining about the noise of the modem long enough for my brother to introduce me to the internet. He described it as a way to ‘learn anything about anything'. At that time, I would never have dreamed...