Bill Gates is hanging out with the chairman of General Motors.

“If automotive technology had kept pace with computer technology

over the past few decades,

“ boasts Gates, “you would now be driving a V-32 instead of a V-8,

and it would have a top speed of 10,000 miles per hour.

Or, you could have an economy car that weighs 30 pounds and

gets a thousand miles to a gallon of gas. In either case,

the sticker price of a new car would be less than $50.”

“Sure,” says the GM chairman.

“But would you really want to drive a car that crashes four times a day?”

One of Microsoft’s finest techs was drafted and sent to boot camp.

At the rifle range, he was given some instruction, a rifle,

and bullets. He fired several shots at the target.

The report came from the target area that all attempts had

completely missed the target. The Microsoft tech looked at

his rifle and then at the target again. He looked at the rifle again,

and then at the target again. He put his finger over the end of the

rifle barrel and squeezed the trigger with his other hand.

The end of his finger was blown off, whereupon he yelled toward

the target area: It’s leaving here just fine.

The trouble must be at your end!