| Supposedly in Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful MICROSOFT error messages with their own Japanese haiku poetry, each only 17 syllables, 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, five in the third... | |
| A file that big? It might be very useful. But now it is gone. |
Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return. |
| Windows NT 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. |
| With searching comes loss And the presence of absence: "My Novel" not found. |
The Tao that is seen Is not the true Tao--until You bring fresh toner. |
| A crash reduces Your expensive computer To a simple stone. |
You step in the stream, But the water has moved on. This page is not here. |
| Having been erased, The document you're seeking Must now be retyped. |
Serious error. All shortcuts have disappeared. Screen. Mind. Both are blank. |
| ABORTED effort: Close all that you have worked on. You ask far too much. |
First snow, then silence. This thousand dollar screen dies So beautifully. |
| Stay the patient course. Of little worth is your ire. The network is down. |
Out of memory. We wish to hold the whole sky, But we never will. |
| The Web site you seek Cannot be located but Countless more exist. |
Three things are certain Death, taxes and lost data Guess which has occurred. |
Anonymous |
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