Chetty's voice sounded from the speakers as he appeared on the screen. "Good morning, interns. Today marks the first of several challenges through which your team will show their merits. While internally dogfooding a new product, a number of Googlers reported a bug that disabled their audio. All two million line of that code have been included in the source files. Your job? Find the bug."
Chetty disappeared from the screens and the team immediately got busy.
"Okay, we should check the user reports," Neha said.
"Scan the logs for any red flags," Yo-Yo added.
"See what exceptions were thrown," Stuart stated.
"Personally, I like to start by drawing strategies to help me sift through the code. Pictures are easier to understand; mostly," Parker said as she grabbed a marker and started drawing on the glass. While they were working, Nick and Billy watched.
"Code, right? Codes, right? Codes. So at the end of the day, we're kind of looking for a break in the password here, right?" Billy began. Parker noticed that everyone was distracted. "Maybe the answer's in the bug. Maybe it's something to do with bug."
"Eureka," Nick said softly.
"Bug like fly. The fly. Is Chetty a cinephile?"
"Goldblum."
"Goldblum!"
Nick looked at his team members. "Boggles my mind that no one has a notebook out. You guys are focused on writing this gibberish. Maybe that's helpful, maybe it's not, but I guarantee what we're saying is helpful!"
"Oh, my God!" Parker yelled. "We're looking for a bug, not a password. Check my friend Merriam Webster for help."
"Keep going with that human connection. You had it," Nick encouraged Billy while they ignored Parker. She swore under her breath before attempting to get back in focus.
"Oh, you know what?" Billy said with a groan.
"Stay positive. Stay positive. Go, go."
"We're gonna go on fly, cause that's where we're at. Fly. We're flying it. Fly, fly. I like that. Buzzz...L Y F." Billy began writing on the glass. "We scramble the letters it's life. For some reason, I can't get fly out of my mind. And now I'm getting loped. Jennifer Lopez. Is it a fly girl?"
"Super fly! Pop fly! Uh, excavation. Earthquake! California!"
"That's it! Write that down! Do it, do it, do it now!"
"Will you please stop!" Yo-Yo shouted.
"No, we're working!" Nick retorted.
"No, we're working."
"Yeah, and that's Sharpie by the way, genius," Stuart said as Billy looked at the marker in his hand.
"That's my fault," Billy replied as he licked his fingers and tried to wipe the marker off.
Parker let out a frustrated sigh.
"Look guys, I'm sorry, but you're not helping. You're saying a lot of words really fast that mean absolutely nothing," Neha told the men.
Parker tightly clasped her hands together. "To find the bug, we need to scan the user logs, and review the code until we find the programmer's mistake. It's the only way." The others nodded in agreement.
"Except what if it's not the only way?" Billy asked causing Parker to purse her lips in annoyance.
"Go," Nick whispered as he pointed to his friend.
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Sixty-Five Roses
General FictionParker Conway is the daughter of a legend in the internet world. And she hates that everyone knows it. One day, she receives a letter in the mail. That letter will change her life. A great internship doesn't come without its challenges, of course...