I’m still blogging on my PC, but I’m loving my Mac more and more each day. One of the pieces of the computer puzzle that will migrate over with me is Microsoft Office – for Mac. Now, this is expensive software. Luckily, our friendly CEO Matthew is an alumni of Microsoft, so he gets a hefty discount on this kind of stuff. Hurray!

Not so fast…

In the meantime, while I wait for the software to show up (no click, purchase, license in email — they have to send the whole shebang, box and all for this deal), I went for the trial version. Groovy…I’m kicking back, enjoying the Mac/PC unity happening right here, when I have to go back to an email I’d sent earlier that morning.

Wait a…what the he-…I didn’t type that?!?!

Down at the bottom, in a not exactly inconspicuous spot are these words:

“Sent using the Microsoft Entourage 2004 for Mac Test Drive”

I’m sorry. I did WHAT?

[This is where under normal circumstances I'd include a screenshot of said offense. But my screengrab software is on the PC. I could have taken a computer with my camera. But that's gone missing too. Can't my tech toys and I just get along?!]

[SUCCESS! Wendell = Genius]

Yes, that’s right. Until I receive my license, everyone and their mother (including my mother, hi mom!) will be made aware that I’m “testing” this out. Is it free advertising? Like, “WOW – Rachel’s using Entourage 2004…I should definitely look into that $600 package…I hear Word and that Excel thingie are included in that…seems like a sweet deal…”

Well…not exactly.

I hadn’t even been using it for 24 hours before three people pointed out that stupid text and offered a variety of other free mail solutions which I might prefer – that line became a jumping off point for “Microsoft does dumb things like auto-add crappy text to your emails - you should try…”

I don’t think that’s what whoever in God’s name decided on this tidbit intended.

(p.s. Although I grumble, I’ll be sticking with Entourage because of the blackberry and Adam’s infinite knowledge of syncing it to Exchange and whatnot. But I don’t have to like it.)