IT Haiku

I have little of interest to tell you. I could wax lyrical about work, about the meetings, about misguided senior managers who will. not. listen., about the permanent cat herding of trying to manage diverse stakeholders of differing views and levels of interest; about being piggy-in-the-middle when said stakeholders do not like something that aforementioned senior managers have decided.

Yes I know this is all part of management but I have left out the politics that are going on here. With my boss out of action there are several far more senior people here trying to drive their own agenda with me caught up in the middle trying to get the work done, and that of my boss. Motivation levels are low. See, I told you it wasn't interesting! Also of little interest is the fact thatI have three weeks to complete my MBA project, on which I have made scant progress due to work and the lack of support for it there. I have been forced to take a week off and to attempt to do the whole thing in that week. Running these things in parallel just isn't working and I am getting tired and cranky.

So, I love it when a friend sends me some light relief in the form of a 'funny' email. I got this one last week and it made me smile. I hope you enjoy it too!

In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft error messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku Poetry has strict construction rules: each poem has only 17 syllables - 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, 5 in the third. They are used to communicate a timeless message, often achieving a wistful, yearning, and powerful insight through extreme brevity. Below are little poetic gems to muse the next time you crash.

The web site you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.

Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.

Program aborting
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.

Windows has crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.

Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.

Your file was so big.
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.

Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.

A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.

Three things are certain
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.

You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.

Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.

Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.

Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.