Email = reason for marriage.
May. 18th, 2007 03:25 pmWhile I was giggling over horse porn and kids gone wrong...still, I got a call from one of the professors who did research in chem. I talked to him and seen him before, because SquirrelMail is the bane of his existence, apparently. Today, he decided to use pine, for which he needs to know extremely easy unix commands...and how to log into our unix server.
So, after I explained all the one's he'd need and sent him an email in case he forgot, he decided to get a little personal.
Prof. ChemHead: Wow, awesome! Thanks!
Me: You're welcome! Is there anything else you needed?
Prof. ChemHead: Yes, just one question.
Me: Okay, shoot!
Prof. ChemHead: Are you single?
Me: What?
Prof. ChemHead: I said, are you single?
Me: Uhh...yes?
CH: Well, so am I.
Me: Really? I thought you would have had nerd babies between calling me.
CH: Ahaha... Well, we've been getting along pretty well lately.
Me: Really, now?
CH: Yes, really. And after this relationship has had such a great chance to develop and be nurtured as it was, I was wondering if you're the type to marry.
My Brain: W. T. F?
My mouth: I don't think that's supported, Sir. (Still trying to figure out why this comes out as my response to things when I don't know what else to say)
CH: Would you like to go on a date?
Me: I'm a student. A 19-year-old student.
CH: Oh...call me when you graduate.
Click.
...What the fuck? This is a help center. For tech support. Not a dating service for professors who have their head in the chemicals. "Develop and nurture"...our relationship...because he has issues with his email constantly (because he's incredibly...not..tech...savvy.)
Lesson: Tech support is serious business. However, if while receiving tech support you feel feelings of elation to the point where you even momentarily consider marriage, dating, or otherwise with your tech supporter, it may be time to visit counseling.
Oh well, at least I didn't have some weird girl stalk me to the point of getting her schedule to match mine after I fixed her computer once unlike ONE of my coworkers. ...But he's also a bit of a chronic flirt and may have deserved it.
And the great thing about working with guys? My new office nickname is "Princess Bride"...after that movie.
I'm so changing all their passwords the moment they're not looking.
So, after I explained all the one's he'd need and sent him an email in case he forgot, he decided to get a little personal.
Prof. ChemHead: Wow, awesome! Thanks!
Me: You're welcome! Is there anything else you needed?
Prof. ChemHead: Yes, just one question.
Me: Okay, shoot!
Prof. ChemHead: Are you single?
Me: What?
Prof. ChemHead: I said, are you single?
Me: Uhh...yes?
CH: Well, so am I.
Me: Really? I thought you would have had nerd babies between calling me.
CH: Ahaha... Well, we've been getting along pretty well lately.
Me: Really, now?
CH: Yes, really. And after this relationship has had such a great chance to develop and be nurtured as it was, I was wondering if you're the type to marry.
My Brain: W. T. F?
My mouth: I don't think that's supported, Sir. (Still trying to figure out why this comes out as my response to things when I don't know what else to say)
CH: Would you like to go on a date?
Me: I'm a student. A 19-year-old student.
CH: Oh...call me when you graduate.
Click.
...What the fuck? This is a help center. For tech support. Not a dating service for professors who have their head in the chemicals. "Develop and nurture"...our relationship...because he has issues with his email constantly (because he's incredibly...not..tech...savvy.)
Lesson: Tech support is serious business. However, if while receiving tech support you feel feelings of elation to the point where you even momentarily consider marriage, dating, or otherwise with your tech supporter, it may be time to visit counseling.
Oh well, at least I didn't have some weird girl stalk me to the point of getting her schedule to match mine after I fixed her computer once unlike ONE of my coworkers. ...But he's also a bit of a chronic flirt and may have deserved it.
And the great thing about working with guys? My new office nickname is "Princess Bride"...after that movie.
I'm so changing all their passwords the moment they're not looking.
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Date: 2007-05-19 03:40 pm (UTC)I wake up some nights just seriously jonesing for Timmies! [and that's not icing suger on the donuts either!]
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Date: 2007-05-19 04:17 pm (UTC)For the good of the world, of course. We have to take it over to save it from Starbucks. ;-P
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Date: 2007-05-20 06:59 pm (UTC)