Once typed hotmail as hotmale into a mates computer, things were never the same again
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Years ago, when the web was just gaining in popularity and all of this were fields, I started pushing to get web access for the tech support dept at work.
One day some time later, the MD and the head of support dropped by my desk unannounced and went “go on then, show us.” Put on the spot, I started an impromptu demo of what the web was, what it could do, and how the techs could use it to get new drivers and look at manufacturer knowledgebases. They seemed impressed.
“So there’s a location bar here,” I rolled, “where you can type in where you want to go. You can use a search engine (Yahoo!) but most companies have fairly obvious names. Like ford.com, for instance.”
At the time, we were having a lot of driver issues with DTK motherboards, so I ploughed on, “DTK probably have a website, where we can get chipset drivers, let’s have a look.” I dutifully typed in http://www.dtk.com, and at ISDN speeds, the website slowly unfurled for “Dress To Kill,” purveyors of fine rubber and fetishware.
Transfixed by a slowly loading gimp, there was one of those silent pauses that you get when you drop a glass jar onto a ceramic hob(*), where the world just seems to stop momentarily. Then the MD quietly left me with “Yes. I don’t think we’ll be getting that, then.”
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(* – I imagine)