Through an error committed by a lower-level paralegal several weeks ago, Apple has accidentally filed suit against itself for a host of grievances, including copyright infringement and restraint of trade.
Think Secret recently provided a rundown of Apple’s current litigation which neglected to note Apple Computer, Inc. v. Apple Computer, Inc., which is understandable as the company, also understandably, has attempted to keep a lid on the mistake.
Strangely, however, sources indicate the company is actively pursuing the litigation.
“[CEO] Steve [Jobs] has decided to make an example of Kenny the paralegal’s error,” a source in Apple Legal said.
Exemplary of the effort is General Counsel Nancy Heinen’s withering cross-examination of herself during depositions, as the following excerpt from court records proves.
HEINEN: Let’s talk about your company’s recently released “Tiger” operating system.
HEINEN: Um… OK.
HEINEN: Don’t you think it bears a striking resemblance to my company’s “Tiger” operating system?
HEINEN: I don’t know. I guess so.
HEINEN: You… “guess so.”
HEINEN: Well, I’m not a software engineer so…
HEINEN: Ms. Heinen! How long have you worked in the technology industry?!
HEINEN: [mumble-mumble]
HEINEN: I’m sorry, what was that, Ms. Heinen?! I couldn’t hear you!
HEINEN: I said pretty much all of my professional career!
HEINEN: “Pretty much all of your professional career”! Indeed! So, you’d think you would know something about operating systems by now!
HEINEN: I… I…
HEINEN: Tell the truth! “Tiger” is exactly the same as “Tiger”!
HEINEN: AAAAAGH! YES! YES! IT’S TRUE! THEY’RE EXACTLY THE SAME! AHHHHHHHHH-HUH-HUH-HUH!!!
HEINEN: I have no further questions. The witness is excused.
Heinen was also reportedly severely winded from having to run back and forth from her table to the witness stand.
Key elements of the lawsuit mistakenly filed by Kenny the paralegal (Apple has declined to release his last name) include:
- Apple is claiming copyright infringement on the Apple logo, Macintosh trademark and pretty much everything else.
- Apple is seeking an immediate cease and desist order against Apple to get it to stop doing every it’s doing at exactly the same time, because that’s really bugging it.
- The company is also seeking a restraining order to prevent the company from coming within 100 yards of itself.
No one’s really sure how any of these could possibly work, but sources in Apple Legal maintain that Jobs is adamant the litigation go on, having said “No, no! Kenny seems to think we should sue ourselves, so let’s play out Kenny’s idea. I think Kenny’s a real ‘outside the box’ thinker! Isn’t that right, Kenny?”
Kenny the paralegal reportedly shifted uneasily in his chair and stared at his shoes.
MOVE IT, MAGGOTS!
wtf first?
seems like it
that just makes me happy. Never before and never again, but for this one, shining moment… I was first. ‘Scuse me, I have to go write in my journal.
-DJN
Somewhere from 4th-8th!
Let’s try for 8th too!
Getting closer…
Almost there…
Bam! I got 4-8! Eat that!
Will there be another post in 13.5 hours?
Does anyone else visit CARS anymore?
I claim this fabled 11th post in the name of all that is good and pure.
Twevloon!
Yahtzee!
Gesundheit!
tiffeenth-a-licious!
I believe what John meant to say, judging by the time of his post, is “Just 26 Hours and 59 Minutes Left To Enter First-Ever CARS Contest!”
Ummm…. How do we enter this “contest”? I want loot!
I visit CARS, but I’m not sure if you believe I am not just you posting under a different name.
MARK
Arggh we pirates prefer booty to loot
Are we to believe Del is a pirate–from a landlocked state? Can a midwesterner, a landlubber, aspire to be a pirate or buccaneer? Methinks highway(wo)man or rustler is more likely.
Or pickpocket. Or cutpurse.
I sent an entry just to recieve the promised 2lb of cooking lard and confirmatory email. Guess what? Never recieved it.
The contest is a hoax.
Wait…the lard was another contest.
To Mr. Mark Psycho, your preposition is ludicrous.
And what Midwestern state is Del from?
Because a pirate can buccaneer on the Great Lakes.
Or raid the little kiddies at the local pool.
By the way, I now have more posts than half of you combined on this thing.
Now that I think about it, that’s quite sad.
Never mind…
PSYKO!!! NOT PSYCHO!!!
MARK
Pirate or no, I tend to agree with Del…of course, it does rather depend on the, er, quality of booty versus the amount of the loot….
Arrrrh me matey’s I be terrorizing the Great Lakes so bad that now they are only O.K. Lakes. Arrrrgggghhh
Where’s me grog.
*Takes a swig of grog*
I’ll tell ye how the Ella Fitzgerald really went down me boys.
Ha ha, I mad MARK mad (maybe even Psyko).
Yes, I know, that first one should be made, sorry.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called “Gitche Gumee”
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skys of november turn gloomy
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Then the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the “Gales of November” came early
The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was bigger then most
With a crew and good captain well seasoned
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ship’s bell rang
Could it be the north wind they been feelin’?
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And ev’ry man knew, as the captain did too
’twas the witch of November come stealin’
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the Gales of November came slashin’
When afternoon came it was freezin’ rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind
When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin’
“Fellas, it’s been too rough to feed ya”
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said,
“Fellas, it’s been good t’know ya”
The captain wired in he had water comin’ in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when ‘is lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searchers all say they’d have made Whitefish Bay
If they put fifteen more miles behind ‘er
They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms for her ice-water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreams
The islands and bays are for sportsmen
And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the Gales of November remembered
In the musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
in the “Maritime Sailors’ Cathedral”
The church bell chimed ’til it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call “Gitche Gumee”
“Superior” they said, “never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early!”
Eh the sinking of the Edmund was Boring 🙂
I’m tellin ya me hearties that the sinking of Ella is what is really interesting 😉
The real question is this, MARK:
Whatcha gonna do if I call ya Francis?
What I meant to say was, “LIGHTEN UP, FRANCIS!