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Smile, Donuts Have Arrived

Dear Members and Constituents,
Sometimes in life, it’s good to take a step back and laugh. Laugh at ourselves. Laugh at the absurdity of a situation. Above all, laugh at jargon, routine and the people so immersed in them they’re unintentionally funny. This morning, I wanted to share a couple of examples of the latter.

Exhibit A: Microsoft error report
My computer can be less than cooperative. It sometimes decides it’s too tired to do what I want –or perhaps just does not want to do what I want. It slows down, becomes unresponsive and then stops working altogether. On the bright side, when I reboot it, I get this message (screen shot below). It always puts a smile on my face to imagine the folks at Microsoft discussing this error message. Who thought it would be a good idea to use the antiquated 56K Modem as the standard for network speed? (and who believes 21 minutes is a reasonable amount of time to spend sending Microsoft information about their unexpected error?). Somebody at that meeting didn’t get the joke.

Exhibit B: E-mail outage e-mail
I get the fact IT departments use e-mail as their primary means to let their user community know something went wrong. But when that “something” that goes wrong is Microsoft Outlook, your e-mail application… is e-mail really the best way to notify users? Just saying. The spelling error is just frosting on the cake.

Speaking of which, this morning’s donut selection includes examples of both frosting and cake. Rich Law (donut boy) delights us with four dozen delicious donuts. So, even if my e-mail didn’t succeed in putting at least a smirk on your face, the donuts should do the trick.
Happy Friday!

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