-Could you e-mail that to me?
-Oh, it’s on the server. Great.
-I looked on the server, it’s not there.
-Why would it be in the accounting folder?
-Ok, I’m looking in accounting and I still can’t find it.
-Ok, I’ve found it, but it won’t open.
-I put it on the server. What’s the difference? Then no, I didn’t save it to the server.
-Sorry.
-Because you didn’t tell me to save it.
-Use Time Machine.
-No, I don’t know how it works.
-Yes, I put it on the server.
-It opened on my computer.
-I don’t know, try opening it in Preview.
-No, I’m a writer. I don’t go near anything Adobe.
-The server’s down?
-Sucks to be you.
-The internet’s not down, right?
-Then calm down.
-I just choose not to believe in the server.
-It’s like a big garbage can. We put shit in there that we never want to deal with again—in a very organized way.
-Is the server up yet?
-Then e-mail it to me.
-Please don’t show me how to use the server again.
-Fuck you, server.
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