So Marcus gets a job with Gateway computers, and his old office mates get him a cake to say goodbye:
Going by the illustration, either Marcus is a wee little man or Gateway has had so many budget cuts that they're back to using the Colossus computers from World War II. Marcus also has three legs and types with his feet. He's lucky, though, because he's been hired at Gateway's exclusive beach-front cubicle office, where each week's work is delivered via the time-tested "message-in-a-bottle" method.
The bakery lost the order and slapped something together at the last minute.
One of those two, anyway. I think I like the first explanation better, though.
Maryn M., I agree: the word "enable" should probably never be on a cake.