An army of darkness rules
the cubicles of the World Wide Web (aka www).
For some unfathomable reason, we the webmasters shun fluorescent lights,
refusing to turn them on for any reason. Others assume that there's some
mystical advantage to working in the dark, but it sure does make meetings
difficult. We manage only by periodically flicking Zippo lighters and holding
them until their thumbs ignite, making any meeting at the www resemble
a really, really small Foreigner concert - which may be redundant, we don't
know.
Occasionally, others gain some semblance of a
backbone and challenge us the webmasters by turning on the overhead lights.
These victories are usually short-lived. After much hissing, one of the
strangely smoking webmasters will climb out from under a desk, grab a workstation
and do that which others fear above all else:
Cut off their Internet access.
Because they are bandwidth junkies, they buckle.
Because they seek a wierd treasure thats calls them from the dark abyss
know to us as knowledge it holds them in its grips searching for this great
wonder for hours on end , Its like a drug that has no cure their hooked
on a boredom relef program in dosages of 2 hour or more at a time. We the
webmasters have the control once again.
Keri...
a webmaster
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