Abort, Retry, Ignore By Ali - Admin on January 12, 2011 in Funny Poetry Once upon a midnight dreary, Fingers cramped and vision bleary, System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor, Longing for the warmth of bedsheets, Still I sat here doing spreadsheets: Having reached the bottom line, I took a floppy from the drawer. Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the “save” command But got instead a reprimand: it read, “Abort, Retry, Ignore?” Was this some occult illusion? Some manacal type intrusion? These were choices Solomon himself had never faced before. Carefully I weighed my options… These three seemed to be the top ones. Clearly I must now adopt one; choose: Abort, Retry, Ignore? With my fingers pale and trembling Slowly toward the keyboard bending, Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored Praying for some guarantee, Finally I pressed a key. But what on the screen did I see? Again “Abort, Retry, Ignore?” I tried to catch the chips off guard – I pressed again, but twice as hard, But luck was just not on the cards, I saw what I had seen before. Now I typed in desperation Trying random combinations. Still there came the incantation “Abort, Retry, Ignore.” There I sat, distraught, exhausted, By my own machine accosted getting up, I turned away and paced across the office floor. And then I saw an awful sight A bold and blinding flash of light A lightening bolt that cut the night, and shook me to my very core. The PC screen collapsed and died. “OH NO! MY DATABASE!” I cried. I heard a distant voice reply, “You’ll see your spreadsheets…nevermore!” To this day I do not know The place to which our data goes. perhaps it goes to heaven, where the angels have it stored. But as for Productivity, well, I fear this has gone straight to Hell. And that’s the tale I have to tell – your choice: Abort, Retry, Ignore. computers, funny, njoylife, poems, poetry
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