Fw: [Fwd: Year 2000 song]
trish (trish@ceet.niu.edu)
Tue, 19 May 1998 14:29:18 -0500
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> Two Digits for a Date
> (to the tune of "Gilligan's Island," more or less)
>
> Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
> Of the doom that is our fate.
> That started when programmers used
> Two digits for a date.
> Two digits for a date.
>
> Main memory was smaller then;
> Hard disks were smaller, too.
> "Four digits are extravagant,
> So let's get by with two.
> So let's get by with two."
>
> "This works through 1999,"
> The programmers did say.
> "Unless we rewrite before that
> It all will go away.
> It all will go away."
>
> But Management had not a clue:
> "It works fine now, you bet!
> A rewrite is a straight expense;
> We won't do it just yet.
> We won't do it just yet."
> Now when 2000 rolls around
> It all goes straight to hell,
> For zero's less than ninety-nine,
> As anyone can tell.
> As anyone can tell.
> The mail won't bring your pension check
> It won't be sent to you
> When you're no longer sixty-eight,
> But minus thirty-two.
> But minus thirty-two.
> The problems we're about to face
> Are frightening, for sure.
> And reading every line of code's
> The only certain cure.
> The only certain cure.
> [key change, big finish]
> There's not much time,
> There's too much code.
> (And Cobol-coders, few)
> When the century is finished with,
> We may be finished, too.
> We may be finished, too.
> Eight thousand years from now I hope
> That things weren't left too late,
> And people aren't then lamenting
> Four digits for a date.
> Four digits for a date.
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> From: hlitt@mc.net (Howard Litt) at internet
> Date: 5/7/98 7:45PM -0700
> *To: jburger@fsc.follett.com at internet
> Subject: [Fwd: Year 2000 song]
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