Description

They're Microserfs—six signal-bashing computer whizzes who invest upward of sixteen hours each day "programming" and eating "smooth" meals (meals which, like Kraft singles, could be transferred underneath shut gates) as they fearfully check organization e-mail to understand if the excellent Statement will "fire" one of these. However now there is an opportunity to become leaders in the place of cogs within the huge Microsoft device. The smart Microserfs are striking on their own—living together in a distributed electronic flophouse because they frantically attempt to develop well-rounded lifestyles and discover love amid the dislocated, buzz and sub-human whir of the computer-driven world.