Ode to Office Joe

There used to be a spoofy commercial about Canadians, "Oh, you're from Canada? Do you know Office Joe?" "Oh, sure. Office Joe," says the man with the beaver hat on his head.

Well, about that time, we had just acquired two volunteers working for us named Joe. One of them worked with me in the office. I was referring to "Joe" one day when Jarad said, "Office Joe?" And that was it! Joe Rieger is now "Office Joe." In fact, when he calls, he introduces himself to me as "Office Joe." "Hey, Michelle. It's Office Joe."

Office Joe's usual job each Thursday night is writing the pay cheques and paying the bills. But last night, Office Joe and his daughter, Brittney, came and helped me set up our brand new computer and printer!

It's very exciting not to have to wait 5 minutes just for one page to load up, or have to reboot several times a day just doing regular word processing!

Here's my old life: What should I do while I wait for my spreadsheet to open? Hm. I can refill my coffee cup. I can wash my hands. I can read that article George gave me on fetal alcohol syndrome. I can bug Vicki in her office. I can empty the garbage.

I am sure I wasted at least an hour a day due to the slowness of our old computer. Not to mention we no longer will have lines through everything we copy or fax!

Now, I am STILL using dial-up for my internet, mind you, but this morning, with this new computer, it's a real breeze.

Here's my new life: Clicking on something and having it RIGHT there. Instant. Presto.

So, thanks, Office Joe!

(By the way, the beaver hat suits you.)