I have to admit that my impression of what life must be like inside of Microsoft stems mostly from reading Microserfs by Douglas Coupland. As a result, I was disappointed to discover that when stuff gets shipped these days, they give each other cakes instead of indestructible Lucite plaques.
Here’s the proof:
My guess is they probably didn’t tie it to the back of a car and drive around the block either.
Industrial Inference 