I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Eric, the 11 year old next door, whose bedroom looks like Mission Control and asked him to come over. Eric clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong?'
He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, 'An ID ten T error? What's that? In case I need to fix it again.'
Eric grinned.... 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?'
'No,' I replied. 'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it out.'
So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T.
I used to like Eric, the little bastard.
Don't blame me. Blame Bob.
This story is an oldie, but a goodie. I see myself in the joke, and I'm not Eric.
Love that story :)
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ReplyDeleteThat is me too. Fortunately the people at school as well as my children are more tactful.
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That's good.
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I hate these advertising whore-bots.
Mark, the seller of pigeon deterrent is all over the web hawking his service. I zapped him. How does he get his stuff through word verification?
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