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>Suppose Edgar Allan Poe Used a Computer
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>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 there, 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 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. "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 manical intrusion? These
>were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before. Carefully, I
>weighed the choices as the disk made monstrous 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 my 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 - I
>pressed again, but twice as hard. I pleaded with the cursed machine; I
>begged and cried and then I swore. Then I tried in desperation,
>sev'ral random combinations, Still there came the incantation, just as
>senseless as before. Cursor blinking, mocking, winking, flashing
>nonsense as before Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?" There I sat,
>distraught, exhausted; by my own machine accosted Getting up I turned
>away an paced across the office floor. And then I say 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 goes. What demonic nether
>world is wrought where data will be stored, Beyond the reach of mortal
>souls, beyond the ether, in black holes? But sure as there's C,
>Pascal, Lotus, Microsoft and more, You will one day be left to wander,
>lost on some Plutonian shore, Pleading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
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>Author Unknown

... and your file within the hard drive
shall be lifted...nevermore.