A co-worker asked if I knew what to do about a computer problem that was preventing her from getting e-mails. After calling the help desk, I told my colleague that e-mail was being delayed to check for a computer virus.
"It’s a variant of the I Love You virus, only worse," I said.
"What could be worse?" my single co-worker asked wryly. "The Let’s Just Be Friends virus?"
It was my friend’s first camping trip with her husband, and they were lost. He tried all the usual tactics to determine direction—moss on the trees (there was none), direction of the sun (it was overcast), and so on. Just as she began to panic, he spotted a cabin in the distance.
"This way," he said as he led her back to their camp.
"How did you do that?" my friend asked.
"Simple. In this part of the country, the satellite dishes point south."