Of course He went on the bigger is better theory and now one
types this on a wall of light. The screen is so damn large that one is pressed
back in the chair, as far as the arms will reach, in an endeavour to put
distance between the brightness and the eyeballs. First thing... pre mouse...
it is a bit much. He assures one that it will get better... read that as He
loves it.
Anyway, as we were wandering around finding this technology
He stopped to drool over his current lust object, a new laptop. Now generally
we take turns buying major appliances and He has paid for the last couple of
computers so feeling generous... read slightly guilty... OK if one is honest
there was an element of self congratulation there at finding a way to end the
tussle for possession of the computer in the morning... one treated him to it.
Looking both surprised and delighted... well who doesn't like instant
gratification... He made some rash statement about one small slave being
allowed to share it.
So is that like if we both want to use it there will some
fair and equitable system, whereby either one of us may not win? See after all
these years one has learnt to ask for clarification when He uses strange words.
Well, no He said, with a look of distress crossing his
whiskers. It means that if I don't want to use it you can.
Yeah let's just add share to that list of words that doesn't
mean what He thinks it means shall we K
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We were a one computer house briefly there. It was horrible. I'd come down in the morning, turn on the computer, start tea and breakfast, and just as I was ready to sit down at the now warmed up computer he'd wander down and say "Ahhhh, I see you even have the computer turned on for me." If it was a weekday, fine, he was off to work, but the weekend? My sites were going unread, blog unwritten, Fetlife unperved, Facebook neglected... horrors.
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