Or..."Why is IM a Dangerous Tool"
So, my dad is on his day off (once a week, he works from home; big shot CEOs can do that, I gotta come sit in my cubicle). He also had a new toy - an iPod. Since it is a technical gadget, I am instantly the technical genius concerning anything and everything about the thing. I am not, by they, a very "gadgety" person. Besides, all I do with my iPod is shove music on it, and press "Play".
My dad started ripping his entire CD collection to the iPod, which is a good thing. However, he started using his iTunes as the primary media player, which is less of a good thing, because it uses QuickTime, and, well, it's not very happy with Windows and Windows is not very happy with it. So when he plays a music CD, it sounds all squirrelly (or chipmunky, I'm not sure, I wasn't there) and crackly. So begins a whole series of IM conversations on how to best resolve this, ending with me spending thirty minutes going through the iTunes forums to find a solution. Which I did, by the way.
But that's not the point. The point is that he was trying to listen to "Call Me" by Blondie. And after the little problem was fixed, he started to sing along to song. In IM.
Yes, he sent me the song lyrics, more or less one line at a time.
"...call me..."
"...call me anytime..."
"...cover me with designer sheet..."
"...we can share the wine, call me..."
Now, every one of those makes the stupid thing pop up! I'm trying (a swear I was) to work, and I get lyric pop-ups every few seconds!
Now, I can appreciate my dad's enthusiasm, and I love it that he's so excited about this...but I gotta get SOME work done today!
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