Sometimes evil is fun, y'know
Darren’ been playing with the computer. At last – this guy is seriously technophobic! How ca you live without gadgets!? He doesn’t have an IPOD! He has no mobile phone! His watch only tells the time! Shit, that’s like a minor extra feature on mine. Mine can tell you the time on 6 different continents, can tell you the temperature (in three scales), how fast you’re moving, it measures your footsteps, has an alarm, a stopwatch, it can measure air pressure, it has a full orchestra for chiming the hour, has a calculator, a memo reminder, a calendar, I can use it to turn the channels on a TV… all his has is two hands going round in circles. There’s something wrong with this guy.
Anyway, he has finally found the idea of recreational internet (no, not that. Yet. I’m working on it though). Namely, chat rooms (no, not that either. Bad people! Besides can you imagine Darren cybering? ‘I weep uncontrollably’ ‘I ruin the romantic moment with a sudden attack of angst.’ You get the idea.) Still, he was on a chat room and I found him… and sometimes you’ve just got to have some fun, right?
Deepestsecret: Hello?
Hotnheavy: Hi!
Hotnheavy: asl?
Deepestsecret: Pardon?
Hotnheavy: A newbie? Kewl. Age, sex, location?
Deepestsecret: 23, male, New York. Why?
Hotnheavy: Net small talk, netizen.
Deepestsecret: Oh. Asl?
Hotnheavy: I think he’s got it ;) What’re you wearing?
Deepestsecret: What?
Hotnheavy: Oh, nothing? Kewl, newbie types naked.
Deepestsecret: I see… does anyone on these programmes actually talk sensibly?
Hotnheavy: Nah. What do you want them to do? Bemoan how tragic everything is, how they’re the ultimate evil and talk seriously about how amazing their boyfriend is?
Deepestsecret: Something other than pathetic sexual come ones would be preferable. This is the internet. I fail to see why anyone should care what I’m wearing.
Hotnheavy: Wow, you are a newb. Fine, let’s have a long conversation about…. Demon cats then.
Deepestsecret: Demon cats? RICK!
Deepestsecret: Stop stalking me.
Hotnheavy: Awww… I was just trying to help. Windows is installed in that computer,
Hotnheavy: I thought I’d be on hand since you’re facing the only thing more evil than you are.
Deepestsecret: I can handle Windows thank you.
Hotnheavy: Famous last words. Especially from someone who needs help turning the computer on, amish.
Deepestsecret: I am not a luddite. I know how to use a computer.
Hotnheavy: You sure? I could come home and show you how a keyboard works…
Deepestsecret: Not necessary. I can work a computer.
Hotnheavy: is doubtful. Maybe I ought to in case something goes wrong. I’d hate for you to zap the monitor or something.
Deepestsecret: Go awakw Rick. I can handle anything that goes wrong.
Hotnheavy: Famous last words…
Deepestsecret: I can handle it Rick. Bugger off.
Hotnheavy: Ok, ok, oh elite one. You can handle it.
Hotnheavy: Here, have a present.
Deepestsecret: What did you do?
Hotnheavy: Gave you something to handle :D
Deepestsecret: Rick…
Deepestsecret: What’s the Sasser worm?
Deepestsecret: Rick?
Deepestsecret: RICK!
Hotnheavy: Enjoy. If you don’t handle it you can beg for assistance when I get home. Byeee.
{Hotnheavy has signed off}
Deepestsecret: RICK! GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!
Deepestsecret: The computer’s shutting down! What?
Deepestsecret: Rick!
Evil? Moi? Heeee, now what should I demand in return for fixing the computer *evil thoughts.*