You'd have washed your hands, too.
Apr. 23rd, 2007 08:57 pmI work at a college as a student tech support person (a "T-Watcher", as in Terminal Watcher, from when we called them terminals), and it's end of the year panic time.
SETTING: The computer help desk. An unusually busy Sunday-afternoon shift, with students milling around and panicking.
DRAMATIS PERSONAE:
Kate, a solitary student manning the Computer User Services help desk.
Disheveled Guy, an older student with a disheveled, outgrown beard, ratty blue sweatshirt, and various hemp bracelets.
~~---~~---~~
[Kate, sitting at her computer, looks up as Disheveled Guy approaches rapidly, clutching a dirty iBook.]
Kate: Can I help you?
Disheveled Guy: [mumbles]
Kate: I'm sorry?
[Disheveled Guy opens his mouth, pulls out a spit-covered yellow chew toy, sticks it in his sweatshirt pocket, and wipes his fingers on his sleeve.]
Disheveled Guy: Uh! Yes! I hope so!
[Disheveled Guy scurries around the desk and plunks down his computer. Kate swivels her chair to follow somewhat more warily.]
Disheveled Guy: [opens up his computer, leaving noticeable damp spit marks from his fingers on the trackpad] I, uh, can't connect to the server! I don't know what I'm doing wrong.. uh...
Kate: Yeah, this is actually quite easy to fix-- here, I'll show you.. [Kate walks Disheveled Guy through changing his Appletalk settings, then loads his connection to the student server when he finishes.]
Disheveled Guy: Woah, that was amazing! You're like, a magical T-Watcher!
Kate: if.. you.. say.. so..?
Disheveled Guy: No, seriously, say it, you're a magical T-Watcher!
Kate: Uh... I'm a magical T-Watcher.
Disheveled Guy: [slams his computer shut, jumping up to go] Yes! Thanks! Uh.. bye!
[Disheveled Guy runs off extremely rapidly. Kate watches, rather perplexed, then goes to wash her hands.]
Finis.
SETTING: The computer help desk. An unusually busy Sunday-afternoon shift, with students milling around and panicking.
DRAMATIS PERSONAE:
Kate, a solitary student manning the Computer User Services help desk.
Disheveled Guy, an older student with a disheveled, outgrown beard, ratty blue sweatshirt, and various hemp bracelets.
~~---~~---~~
[Kate, sitting at her computer, looks up as Disheveled Guy approaches rapidly, clutching a dirty iBook.]
Kate: Can I help you?
Disheveled Guy: [mumbles]
Kate: I'm sorry?
[Disheveled Guy opens his mouth, pulls out a spit-covered yellow chew toy, sticks it in his sweatshirt pocket, and wipes his fingers on his sleeve.]
Disheveled Guy: Uh! Yes! I hope so!
[Disheveled Guy scurries around the desk and plunks down his computer. Kate swivels her chair to follow somewhat more warily.]
Disheveled Guy: [opens up his computer, leaving noticeable damp spit marks from his fingers on the trackpad] I, uh, can't connect to the server! I don't know what I'm doing wrong.. uh...
Kate: Yeah, this is actually quite easy to fix-- here, I'll show you.. [Kate walks Disheveled Guy through changing his Appletalk settings, then loads his connection to the student server when he finishes.]
Disheveled Guy: Woah, that was amazing! You're like, a magical T-Watcher!
Kate: if.. you.. say.. so..?
Disheveled Guy: No, seriously, say it, you're a magical T-Watcher!
Kate: Uh... I'm a magical T-Watcher.
Disheveled Guy: [slams his computer shut, jumping up to go] Yes! Thanks! Uh.. bye!
[Disheveled Guy runs off extremely rapidly. Kate watches, rather perplexed, then goes to wash her hands.]
Finis.
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Date: 2007-04-24 04:12 am (UTC)I know people are wierd, but yeesh.
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Date: 2007-04-24 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-04-24 05:57 am (UTC)Wombat
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Date: 2007-04-24 11:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 09:22 am (UTC)and whats a T-watcher?
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Date: 2007-04-24 10:56 am (UTC)Maybe it was a retainer?
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Date: 2007-04-24 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-25 03:47 am (UTC)/used to teach high school
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Date: 2007-04-24 12:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 12:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 02:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 04:40 pm (UTC)(Well, we told the community it was to prevent spreading germs during cold and flu season. But it is there all year round.)
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Date: 2007-04-24 06:14 pm (UTC)I suggest 307 Ale (http://www.tomsmithonline.com/lyrics/307_ale.htm). ;-P
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Date: 2007-04-24 06:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 06:35 pm (UTC)Besides, just neutralizing the germs doesn't really make me feel better about having touched a spit-covered trackpad. I'd like the other person's spit off my hands altogether, thanks... *sigh*
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Date: 2007-04-24 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 06:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 06:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-24 06:41 pm (UTC)I was trying to keep from gagging as I was typing on her keyboard. I couldn't imagine how she could use that machine herself without getting sick from the utter mess.
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Date: 2007-04-25 06:18 am (UTC)