I just had a very surreal experience. Someone approached me at work wanting to print off something he did at home and he doesn’t have a printer. “Ok, where’s the document?” I said. He handed me a floppy disk, that’s right, a floppy disk, “I tried to open it at the library but it didn’t work”. I asked him if he had the document saved anywhere else, he didn’t, it was just on the floppy disk. It gets worse. I put it in a floppy drive we had on one of the older computers, as I expected, it wouldn’t read the disk and asked me to reformat the disk. The gentleman noticed the dialog box and said, “I think this disk was last formatted about ‘94, ‘95″. I just looked at him with a blank stare, “You’re telling me you’ve been using the same floppy disk for 14 years?”. He nodded. I couldn’t believe it, I almost burst out with laughter. A 14 year old floppy disk and he’s wondering why it’s not working, what a classic.


April 19th, 2008 at 11:12 pm
haha. I love reading your ramblings. That guy is a douche though