In the heart of a boardroom-turned-discotheque, synergy met synthwave.
DJ Nutworth had just wired himself directly into the printer. Not to send documents. Oh no. He was live-streaming funk frequencies through an Ethernet cable. Because when your deliverables hit a creative block, sometimes you just have to dance your way through the Wi-Fi dead zone.
“Drop the beat, not the connection!”
…he shouted, as the room flickered in disco pink and every spreadsheet spontaneously sorted itself by grooviness.
Across the carpet, a printer — a veteran of tax season and budget forecasts — blurted out rhythmic beeps, one sheet at a time. Each printout featured a new track: “Slide into Sales,” “Bandwidth Boogie,” and the instant classic “Audit Funk (feat. PowerPoint)”.
But then it happened: too much funk in the system. A surge of rhythm short-circuited the quarterly review presentation. The printer, possessed by the beat, rerouted to the boogie channel — a forbidden frequency last used in 1998 when a startup pitched a dance-based blockchain.
There were no refunds. Only glitter.
The floor turned to lava (metaphorically… probably). KPI charts got up and moonwalked. Meanwhile, Wi-Fi signals were last seen doing the worm on Channel 5G.
This wasn’t just tech support. This was vibe support.
And somewhere in the corner, a manager whispered…
“Maybe we should do all meetings this way?”
