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Okay, so i'm sitting at a meeting for the Literary Society at my college, and we're organizing the poetry slam that's coming up. I mention that there's some good poetry I found on a website, and one of the other members pulls out a laptop with a modem. Great, i'm thinking, we can go and look at it... well, the girl plugs it in, and and the modem won't connect. Being the only person with knowledge of computers, I sit down and try to fix the problem. It is shortly brought to my attention that the modem can't connect because there is no dial tone: in essence, the damn thing wasn't plugged in. So I ask the girl, "the modem is plugged in, right?" And the girl points towards the wall and says "I plugged it into the phone jack over there..."
So I go to inspect the phone jack, to see if that's where the problem is, only to discovere that she's tried to plug the modem into ...
THE THERMOMETER!
*shakes her head*
------------------ Ring this little golden bell And see what changes with it's knell Or Wonder, till it drives you mad... What would have happened if you HAD.
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Umm, a thermostat mistaken for a phone jack? Please excuse me while I try to figure this one out.
------------------ "Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
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My college had just remodled this area, it's one of those that is kept at a certain temperature, and the thermometers are there to detect a change so that the system can correct it. Anyways, the thermomter DOES SLIGHTLY look like a phone jack, although how she got the phone cord plugged into it, i'll never figure out... *shakes her head* ...
------------------ There are people who one loves immediatly and forever. Just to know that you exist in the same world together is sufficient. Till I loved, I never lived - enough.
If she got a phone cord plugged into it she either ruined her cord, or she really mucked up the thermostat.
------------------ "Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
Actually, there's no chance to ever dominate the stupid because stupidity always rules. Listen to racist/sexist/chauvinist or just plain dumb talking of most people in the streets, listen to the pointless blurb of politicians, watch an average TV show, surf the internet and see homepages with two or more typos per line, read the consumer notices (not Baloo's, the real ones), get piercings and breast implants...
The really bad thing about it is that some day one becomes accustomed to it.
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