Twas
The Night Before New Year Nightmare
Twas the night before Y2K, and all through the nation, we awaited
The Bug, the millennium sensation.
The chips were replaced in computers with care, in hopes that ol'
Bugsy wouldn't stop there.
While some folks would think they were snug in their beds, others
had visions of dread in their heads.
And Ma with her PC and I with my Mac, had just logged on the Net
and kicked back with a snack,
When over the server there arose such a clatter, I called Mister
Gates to see what was the matter.
But he was away, so I flew like a flash, off to my bank to
withdraw all my cash.
When what with my wandering eyes should I see? My good old Mac
looked sick to me.
The hack of all hackers was looking so smug, I knew that it must
be the Y2K Bug!
His image downloaded in no time at all, he whistled and shouted,
"Let all systems fall!
Go Intel! Go Gateway! Now HP! Big Blue! Everything Compaq, and
Pentium, too!
All processors big, all processors small, Crash away! Crash away!
Crash away all!"
All the controls that planes need for their flights, all
microwaves, trains, and all traffic lights.
As I drew in my breath and was turning around, out through the
modem, he came with a bound.
He was covered with fur, and slung on his back, was a sackful of
virus, set for attack.
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! As midnight
approached, though, things soon became scary.
He had a broad little face and a round little belly, and his sack
filled with virus quivered like jelly.
He was chubby and plump, perpetually grinning, and I laughed when
I saw him though my hard drive stopped spinning.
A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, soon gave me to know
a new feeling of dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, he changed
all the clocks, then turned with a jerk.
With a twitch of his nose, and a quick little wink, all things
electronic soon went on the blink.
He zoomed from my system, to the next folks on line, he caused
such a disruption, could this be a sign?
Then I heard him exclaim, with a loud, hearty cry, Happy Y2K to
all, Kiss your PC's good-bye!
--Author Unknown
SIX WAYS NOT TO BUILD YOUR CAREER SITE
If a talented candidate dropped by your office, would you make her wait forever in the lobby, staring aimlessly at your company logo?
Would you demand her name, e-mail address, date of birth, current job and zip code before offering even the most basic information about your company? Would you force her to fill out complex applications just to find out if you're even hiring?
Of course not. You'd never do these things. No HR pro would--in real life.
But online, where nearly all potential hires begin their experience with your firm, many of us do all this and more. Maybe that's why 50 percent of all online job seekers describe the experience as unpleasant or frustrating.
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