Many of the people who make jokes about mainframes wouldn’t know a
System/390 from an AS/400. Here are some tests for figuring out whether
a system is a mainframe:

If you could kill someone by tipping it over on them, it might be a
mainframe.

If the only “mouse” it has is the one living inside it, it might be a
mainframe.

If you need earth-moving equipment to relocate it, it might be a
mainframe.

If it has ever had a card punch designed for it, it might be a
mainframe.

If it weighs more than an RV, it might be a mainframe.

If lights in the neighborhood dim when it’s powered up, it might be a
mainframe.

If its disk platters are big enough to cook pizzas on, it might be a
mainframe.

If keeping all of the manuals together creates a fire hazard, it might
be a mainframe.

If it’s ever been mistaken for a refrigerator (or if the disk drive has
ever been mistaken for a washing machine), it might be a mainframe.

If anyone has ever frozen to death in the room where it’s kept, it might
be a mainframe.

If the operators considered the addition of COBOL to be an upgrade, it
might be a mainframe.

If it was designed before you were born, it might be a mainframe.

If its main power cable is thicker than your neck, it might be a
mainframe.

If the designers have since died from old age, it might be a mainframe.

The silicon chip inside her head,
Got switched to overload
(props to Bob Geldof)

Nobody’s gonna go to school today,
She’s gonna make them stay at home,
And Daddy doesn’t understand it,
He always said she was good as gold,
And he can see (no reasons)
‘Cause there are (no reasons)
What reason do you need to be shown

(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
I want to shoot the whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world,
Her Mother feels so shocked
Father’s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Well sweet 16 ain’t she peachy keen,
And it ain’t so neat to admit defeat,
There could be (no reasons)
Because there are (no reasons)
What reasons do you need, oh,

(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
I’m gonna shoot the whole day down, down, down
I’ll shoot it all down

And all the playing’s stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school is out, oh and soon we will learn that
the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain tackles
with the problems and the how’s and why’s
and he can see (no reasons)
‘Cause there are (no reasons)
What reasons do you need to die, die, oh

And the silicon chip inside her head
gets switched to overload, oh
and nobody’s gonna go to school today
She’s gonna make them stay at home
And Daddy doesn’t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he could see (no reasons)
‘Cause there are (no reasons)
What reason do you need to be shown

(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
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(Tell me why) I don’t like , I don’t like
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like , I don’t like
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don’t like Mondays
I want to shoot the whole day down