On the way back from my meeting, I thought I saw a former co-worker walking in front of me. Thankfully, it turned out to be another morbidly obese woman and not the one whose attitude, back-stabbing tendencies and deep understanding of computers made my life a living hell. On the bright side, it reminded me of a couple more gems.
One morning, Shamu calls me in a panic telling me she has to get a document finished and mailed out asap, but her computer is "bugging out." Asking for an English translation got me nowhere, so I had to get up, walk down the hall and venture into the land of frappuchinos and twinkies. Apparently her cursor just started moving all over the place at random despite the fact that she wasn't doing anything...she took her elbow off the space bar and it worked properly again.
She finished her document and called me again about 20 minutes later, again in a panic, telling me she had saved it and went to re-open it before sending and it looked "all messed up." She cursed out our IT people, the network, her computer and Bill Gates himself. I pulled the file up on my machine and it looked fine (despite the typos and poor command of the English language, but that's another story entirely) so I went back down, through the cupcake forest, across the gumdrop trail and took the ferry back to Oreo island. Once I managed to move the devil dog wrappers out of the way so I could see her monitor, I grabbed her mouse, closed Excel and re-opened the file in Word...it looked fine after that.
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