This has nothing to do with Linux and everything to do with using unfamiliar equipment and/or software. I’ve gotten those comments on seprarate occasions from having command prompt up and from having an IDE up in dark mode. Also from using an external HDD, external sd card reader/writer, wired mouse, and wired keyboard back when external hdds were relatively niche. Too many wires I guess.
The first time I ever experienced this was in a printshop with a bunch of older guys who were definitely not computer illiterate, but all gathered around the monitor for the server that ran our RIP/platemaker to watch commands appear in the terminal when I remoted in from my computer to do something or other. (They would go into the room and work directly on the machine, but it was loud in there and smelled funny, so I remoted in.)
They made jokes about me being a hacker, and although being distinctly boomer-ish, it was high praise coming from some of the smartest people I’ve ever worked with.
(I’ve worked with more accomplished people, and more highly educated people, but not with folks who had built a successful business that dealt with a variety of complex tech from the ground up with their own knowledge and effort. It was a bit charming to have them wowed by such a simple thing.)
This has nothing to do with Linux and everything to do with using unfamiliar equipment and/or software. I’ve gotten those comments on seprarate occasions from having command prompt up and from having an IDE up in dark mode. Also from using an external HDD, external sd card reader/writer, wired mouse, and wired keyboard back when external hdds were relatively niche. Too many wires I guess.
The first time I ever experienced this was in a printshop with a bunch of older guys who were definitely not computer illiterate, but all gathered around the monitor for the server that ran our RIP/platemaker to watch commands appear in the terminal when I remoted in from my computer to do something or other. (They would go into the room and work directly on the machine, but it was loud in there and smelled funny, so I remoted in.)
They made jokes about me being a hacker, and although being distinctly boomer-ish, it was high praise coming from some of the smartest people I’ve ever worked with.
(I’ve worked with more accomplished people, and more highly educated people, but not with folks who had built a successful business that dealt with a variety of complex tech from the ground up with their own knowledge and effort. It was a bit charming to have them wowed by such a simple thing.)