We were viewed as a fix-it authority
From our technical superiority,
It appears they would think
From the java we drink,
Keeping coffee pots up's our priority.
Kachunk, pause, kachunk, pause. That sound!
There's a simple solution I found.
How I solved this small stumper?
Just put in a jumper,
At least when Big Blue's not around...
Throwback Thursday Limerick (9/28/09)
In describing a known phishing scam,
I had sent an example of spam.
I believed it was prudent,
But some clueless students
Sent passwords who fell for the sham.
But these students I will not malign,
Since their qualifications do shine.
There are times there are some
You could really call dumb.
As Bill Engvall would say, “Here’s your sign…”
After ending my school's sophomore year,
Build a float or write code? It was clear.
It was too much to ask
Of that float building task
With that Commodore 64 near.
She's so mad at her box, she could heave it.
"Where'd that icon go? I can't believe it!
That report was right here!
Why'd the thing disappear?"
We both wondered why Windows won't leave it.
The store's message could not be sussincter.
"This d&$&^ phone will not work! It's a stinker!
Since one looked like it drowned,
Just send someone to town
To get phones from the town's Golden Sphincter.
This one manager would not adapt,
So his drives were not properly mapped.
Though his password and ID
Were entered so tidy,
His enter key got doubly rapped.
Throwback Thursday Limerick (10/6/09)
It’s a call from a user just hired:
“Some assistance with email’s required.”
Archive’s set up, it’s true,
But the notes still accrue.
They’ll be gone by the time she’s retired.
Their slow printing? Their senior guy's blaming
Their old tech, whose solution he's flaming.
He's afraid about hacking.
With junior guy's backing
One's put in by creative naming.
Said that prospect at 1:43,
"That first jerk was as dumb as can be!"
In my mind, my thoughts went,
"What had worked for Clark Kent,
Now appears to be working for me!"
(Celebrating my 11th anniversary of Shark Tank poetry...)
"We need stats from our ads! We decreed it!"
This directive our group quickly heeded.
But then, Marketing's bored
Of the data we stored.
Now we just need somebody to read it...