WANNA GET AWAY???

Wanna get away???
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Remember the TV ad? Lady at work sitting at her desk. She gets an email saying, "Sick of your job? Exciting New Offer!" She clicks it and launches the, "Congratulations, you've just launched the pink slip virus. Your office is now infected. Congratulations, Congratulations...?" Little pink virus screens then pop up on every office computer. Then comes the Southwest Airlines tagline, "Wanna get away?"


How about the one where there's a lady using her friend's bathroom. She stares at the medicine cabinet, thinks it over, and then opens it. She sees some mystery ointment, picks it up, laughs, and then attempts to put it back when all the shelves collapse in a heap making this huge ruckus. "Wanna get away?"


I had a training class yesterday. A good friend of mine flew down from the Northeast to train us on our expense and billing system. She needed a laptop for her overhead presentation. Why she didn't bring her own is beyond me? Naturally I volunteered my laptop. I was helping her get set up. Me being technologically challenged, I was having trouble getting her internet access. It took me a good 30 minutes and help from four people to finally get it. Yay. I was so happy to get it all hooked up.


I sat down and was taking some notes. I was looking down at my legal pad when I heard a commotion. Laughter. I looked up at the overhead screen just in time to see a vague image of an instant message which my friend quickly minimized to the bottom of the screen. I don't even know what it said, but there on the bottom of the overhead screen was the little blue IM sign flashing indicating I got a message from 'so-and-so' whose name could have been easily confused with a porn star. My friend compounds my problem by looking at me and saying, "You may wanna text your girlfriend and tell her to stop sending you IMs." Of course, by now, the whole class was laughing hysterically.


"Wanna get away?"