Thursday, July 13, 2006

Poetry Thursday - A Laughing Matter???

Since photos won't load today --- please visualize this on your computer monitor.


How I wish these were my own words - so many of them so fitly describe my recent experiences ---

Abort, Retry, Ignore?
by Anonymous Works

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 bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer,
I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.

Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion, some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully I weighed the choices as the disk made impish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting, baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, choosing one and nothing more,
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

With fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, timidly, I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off guard, and pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with the cursed machine: I begged and cried and then I swore.
Now in mighty desperation, trying random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, angrily winking, blinking nonsense as before.
Reading, "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 a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.
The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.
Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world us wrought where lost data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, into black holes?
But sure as there's C, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more,
You will be one day be left to wander, lost on some Plutonian shore,
Pleading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

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19 Comments:

Blogger kerrdelune said...

It is one of those summers here too, Endment, and there is endless thunder and lightning here. The computer has been turned off most of the time, and the storms seem to have installed gremlins on this system and migraines in my sconce. I am glad you are back!

9:21 AM  
Blogger twitches said...

Ah, who can't relate? Funny poem, thanks for posting!

9:36 AM  
Blogger jim said...

Isn't technology wonderful?? Thanks for the happy reminder for all of us who take it way too seriously.

10:37 AM  
Blogger Pam in Tucson said...

Ohhhh - I'm so sorry! But I'm very glad to see you back on line, even with these frustrations. And the poem's hilarious - where did you find it?

10:56 AM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

Glad to see you back, and with such fine good humor. Wonderful poem.

11:28 AM  
Blogger Star said...

So good to see you here again.

I'm glad your sense of humor won out over the frustration. You took the lemons the computer gave you and gave us a refreshing glass of lemonade in your poem.

11:32 AM  
Blogger Cynthia E. Bagley said...

I love this poem. I heard it once before in a dream perhaps. :-)

12:12 PM  
Anonymous donna said...

You're back! Yeah!

Missed you...

12:45 PM  
Blogger Susan Gets Native said...

We missed you!
I thought you had been carried away in the deluge.

Storms here have made us feel like we are living in the third world, the electricity is off so much.

Glad to see your return!

12:48 PM  
Blogger abhay k said...

Funny! You have a knack of finding the right stuff...

3:25 PM  
Blogger Tammy said...

LOL I'm sorry for your eletrical woes, but this made me smile. The first poem I ever memorized was the Edger Allen Poe Poem that sounded like this one. LOL Welcome home :)

7:13 PM  
Blogger LauraHinNJ said...

So glad to see you back and with your sense of humore intact.

How fitting that Blogger wouldn't load your photo.

;-)

8:25 PM  
Blogger Sigrid Jardin said...

What a delightfully funny poem, and who can't relate to it? I can't tell you how many things I've lost to the ether, having labored on them for long stretches! At least we all are at the mercy of our technology together - sorry it was your turn this week.

12:01 PM  
Blogger Leazwell said...

Brilliant little piece of writing!

12:12 PM  
Blogger silverlight said...

qhujioolLove it. We can all certainly relate.

9:28 PM  
Blogger Deb R said...

HA! Oh my, how true.

I love the hummingbird pic in the post above too.

3:19 PM  
Blogger Tim Rice said...

It is good to have you back! I missed you here. And who can't sympathize with computer troubles at some point or another.

5:47 PM  
Blogger pepektheassassin said...

hehehe. (S'not funny, I know....but the poem is!)

10:42 AM  
Blogger Tabor said...

I have never seen this and truely understand it! I find it interesting how it appears to be a DOS-based experience and we are now moving to the blue screen of death.

1:25 PM  

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