If you bring your work computer home with any regularity - or especially any irregularity - chances are good that you've done the Laptop Drive of Shame. Here's me shouting to no one in particular the other morning:"Hey, look, Brad's gotta do the Laptop Drive of Shame." Gales of laughter ensue. Brad Reed, one of Network World's cracker-jack staff reporters, was standing in the door- way of my office confessing that he had arrived at work without his laptop. Had he arrived without, oh, say his pants, we might have enjoyed a similar laugh at his expense, but we would also have been able to fashion a workaround, perhaps a drape over his cubicle or a couple of sweaters lashed around his midsection.But arriving without his laptop meant only one option for Brad: The Laptop Drive of Shame. (There's also the Laptop Walk of Shame, which is of far less consequence in that all it entails is another trip out to the parking lot to grab the machine you left in your car.)
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