I had an amazingly odd dream last night. I was sitting at my computer at work, and my manager’s manager comes in, frantically upset about something. He gave me a bug number, which is how many of my work conversations start, and I looked it up. It was a Priority 1, Severity 1 bug (as you might guess, that’s about as bad as bugs get) that he was investigating. The title of the bug was “SPD chocolates contain diphtheria.” A customer had reported the bug.
I didn’t even know what diphtheria was until I Googled it (That’s right; I don’t even use MSN Search in my dreams), but I was pretty sure it was some terrible disease. And, it is. One in ten people who get it die. (The dream kind of skipped over that part; I just Googled it and suddenly I knew it was bad, kind of like in The Matrix.) The problem is that apparently the chocolates that we sent out to our beta testers were infected with it.
So, he stood in my office with a sample of the chocolates and all of these bottles of chemicals, and we followed the repro steps in the bug—crush up a portion of the chocolate, then add this chemical, and then rub it on your hand. If you’re in excruciating pain, the chocolates have diphtheria. If it just burns a little, that’s just the acid used in the test, and the candy is fine. So, we both followed the instructions, and ended up with burning goo on our hands, but not excruciating pain. But, of course, we can’t really just say “eh, it worked for me”; we had to get other people in on this one. So, by the end of the dream there were about five people in my office trying to see if all of the chocolates really contained diphtheria. We could never find any evidence of taint. And then the dream was over.
I don’t know what happened to the maybe-diseased chocolates in the end. Nonetheless, it was an interesting dream. Especially since I didn't even know what diphtheria was, and hadn't heard or read the word in years. I don't know why it showed up in my dream.