Ooookaaaaay...

So I'm sitting at work doing my work (or checking out the fantasy football waiver wire, I can't remember which), when an e-mail arrives. It is addressed to the Help Desk. Basically, one of our dear co-workers is unable to perform some procedure she usually performs, and she's stuck at a screen that wants a response. She sends us a screenshot, which contains the following statement: "Do you want to continue? : (Y/N) _" Fair enough question. My boss replies: "Press Y." She replies with a new e-mail, the subject line of which is: "Where is my Y?" and the body of which begins with the following line: "Bear with me because I cannot find where the Y file is." It's in your Internet. You can access it by pressing the "Any" key.