In the context of enterprise software, the earliest cloud applications garnered an unfortunate reputation for causing more headache than relief. When “the cloud” first emerged, it was supposed to be the answer for all sorts of problems — but instead, it taught an entire generation of users to cringe upon hearing “cloud”, “enterprise”, and “application” uttered in the same sentence.
Raising the savings bar? What does that actually mean?
We know you’re busy (I know I am), so we’ll keep it short.
OK, that title is 99.9% link baiting. But there’s a sliver of truth in it…and I’ll get to that. Last week was rough for my development team. The team was in the midst of adding incredible functionality (which I can’t announce yet) and prepping for the internal unveiling to the whole company. Nothing can get your engineering blood flowing like that. A long day bled into a long night which bled into tomorrow…which bled into another long day… You get the drift.
I love Ariba. They created the eProcurement space in 1997 with their ORMS product. They went public in 1999 with 30 licensed customers and pulled in over $45M in revenue that year. It was the beautiful definition of enterprise software.
It’s Dreamforce week. Over 30,000 people converge upon the Moscone Center for the pre-eminent cloud computing event of the year. That’s 30,000 people dining at San Francisco restaurants, riding in San Francisco cabs, fighting for space on BART and MUNI, and crowding the bar at local watering holes.
About six months ago I was invited to attend a small celebration at my friend’s company. They were finally deploying their e-invoicing solution after a year-long hard work. Like many other big companies, they were inundated with paper invoices from thousands of their suppliers and the idea was to reduce costs through automation.
Everyone has a skeleton or two in their closets. Me, I have a whole pile. Skeletons of shopping trips past, things I had good intentions of returning. But thanks to my inability to hold on to those impossibly small pieces of paper called receipts, they now sit, covered in dust on the closet floor until it’s garage sale or donation time. All that wasted money; all that wasted opportunity because I simply am unable to keep track of my receipts.