Wurkenplace
"Hey, Joe!"
"Mmm?"
"Yeah, you're late for the meeting man, come on!"
"Meeting..." you mumble as you do the Alt-Tab flip to your email. You listen with unsurprised dismay while your tricked-out dual-core machine's fan kicks in as the Wurkenplace Email Client launches a nuclear attack, cures cancer and does whatever else it does with every last scrap of resource on your computer.
Just as you give up and start for the previously unknown meeting, a friendly popup reminding you of the meeting appears. Of course, that it's reminding you four minutes late is a feature, not a bug.
"Nice work, guys. Y'all sent that meeting request 13 minutes before the actual meeting." You make a mental note to get your job description changed to simply "Watches for late-arriving meeting requests from managers that can't seem to send them any reasonable time before the meeting, and other duties as assigned."
With a heavy sigh and a shake of the head, you contemplate your next move.
Your move...
