Nokia Lumia 900 Selling Faster Than They Can Be Sold

I just read the following on eWeek.com:

Nokia is selling Lumia 900 smartphones faster than it can sell them, Chris Weber, Nokia’s U.S. president, told PC Magazine at this week’s CTIA Wireless show in New Orleans.

I have to be honest, after I read that, I stopped reading, because there really couldn’t be anything more stunning that what had already been said. Now, I will admit, I like Windows Phone – I really do. I think Windows phones are the best option out there right now, kinda even edging out the iPhone. But who cares? Not only, who cares what I think about Windows or any other phones, but who cares about anything else other than THE NEWLY DISCOVERED ABILITY TO SELL THINGS FASTER THAN THEY CAN BE SOLD!?! This Chris Weber guy, aside from being a pretty decent basketball player, has opened the door to untold wealth for everyone. I’m not a math wiz, but let me see if I have this right. Let’s say I can sell 100 hamburgers in an hour, and I make $1.00 per hamburger. That means, in the past, I could make a maximum of $100 per hour at my hamburgery. Now, with this new Nokia technology, I will be able to sell more than that, even though I can only sell 100. So, that puts me over 100%, which is impossible except in sports. So, and correct me if I am wrong, but if you multiply by something bigger than 100%, it’s kinda like dividing by zero, and you get some sort of error. BUT, if it is dollars, it goes to infinity or something, so theoretically I would have an infinite amount of money, right? You know, now that I am writing this all down, I think maybe it doesn’t make all that much sense. But don’t ruin my moment – I am going to go sell more of something than I can sell and see what happens.

Look it up on the Internet


I hate to be the guy that tells you how the magician does the ‘magic,’ but there is a secret in the I.T. community, and I can’t hold it in any longer. This is going to shock the world, but here goes: I.T. people don’t know the answer to every computer question within 5 seconds of being asked. Shocked? Appalled? Well I’m not even finished. Here is bomb number two: when we don’t know the answer to something, we Google it. All of us. Are you still standing? Pining for the fjords? I’ve got one more to lay on you: you can use Google too. It’s free, and lots of times, it gives you the answer to your question in the first result. I know, I know, MIND. BLOWN.


Now, I know that sometimes when it comes to computer stuff, the answer isn’t always much help unless you have ensconced yourself in the digital milieu, but give it a shot. And, as an added bonus, Google can tell you things about non-computer things too, like dirt, bibs or even wax. So get out there, and start spending more time on the Internet!

Reboot


I would like to save you some time. When you have a problem, reboot and see if it goes away. And I am not talking soley about computers. Phones too. Shut them down, all the way down, then start them again. Your car. Weird noise? Turn off the car, then turn it on again. Yourself. Go take a nap, then get up and try again. There is almost nothing in life that is not made better by rebooting.

Welcome to the Jungle

And by “jungle,” I mean this website. And by “welcome,” I mean if you have to be here, I guess that’s fine. So let’s begin. We are the I.T. Machine, and we mean business. Computer business. Like cables, drives, RAM, microprocessors, macroprocessors, food processors – the whole shootin’ match. And why wouldn’t it be? How many of you can say you were there when they built the pyramids? Or the Taj Mahal? Or the Denny’s? I agree – it would take too long. But, if you want something done right, you have to lace both shoes, one after the other.

In conclusion, I think we can all agree that this is the beginning of something – the beginning of something real, something concrete – substantial. And if time proves to be the cruel master so many of us suspect, then so be it. Without the adventure, life is simply the passage of time. And possibly gas. Not the passage of gas, but simply its existence. Or not – you decide.