July 19, 2005

Kids these days

So yesterday, while checking my email during lunchbreak out of sheer boredom, I found, among assorted subscriptions and spam, an email with a subject of "(none)". Now, subject-less emails are 90% spam, but that made me curious, so I clicked it.

It turned out to be some kid trying to be his girlfriend's Knight In Shining Armor by bitching at me for insulting his girlfriend's love of music.

At which point I'm thinking, whoa, back up, when did I ever do that?

Apparently, this (not too bright) chick ran into an image she liked on my other domain, and decided she'd directlink it as a background on her MySpace page. Of course, that didn't work, since I have measures in place to prevent exactly that, and she ended up with a background proclaiming she was an image thief instead.

Cue the Knight In Shining Armor riding to the rescue.

Here's the conversation we ended up having via email, starting with his first email:

Him: "That is really fuckin funny what u did to my gf myspace all she enjoys is music and you seem to have fun with the fact that she used your picture to show her love of it, so i hope that makes feel better by insulting her..........Fuckin Wrong"

Me: "You do realize I have not the faintest fucking clue who you're talking about... yes?

Assuming your girlfriend direct linked to an image from my website and saw it replaced with another...

Images that get directly linked from my website get replaced with an image saying they're a thief and direct linked to an image on my website. This is AUTOMATIC. This is done because people direct linking to images on my website COSTS ME MONEY, which you idiots who think everything should be given to you for free just do not seem to realize. This is also stated RIGHT ON THE FRONT PAGE OF THE SITE, and your girlfriend would have known it had she bothered to READ rather than just going "ooh, pretty image, must steal".

Get a clue.

Oh, and learn to spell."

Him: "Oh shut the fuck up i try to do things respectfuly and u seem to love to diss people , so u know what just do your self a favor and go crawl back into your mother and tell her to jump off a cliff ok

Me: "And you are... how old? Five? No, wait, I've seen five-year-olds far more mature than you.

Here's a hint: emails that start and end with a cussword aren't "doing things respectfully".

Your girlfriend did a stupid thing. Your girlfriend suffered the consequences. Welcome to the real world."

Him: "Yeah im imature if u read the e-mail u can see i wasnt even cussing at you, and my gf does not suffer nothing i will never let her suffer,so just fuck off and go back to your basement we dont need your image anyway."

Yeah. Definitely a case of Knight In Shining Armor syndrome. Don't think I'll reply to the guy anymore... I'll just sit here and point and laugh.

Yes, I'm a bitch, but people like this guy give my life those much-needed brief moments of amusement...

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July 04, 2005

Monday morning

Ahh, the start of another week. Nevermind that it feels like I've not even had a weekend, I'm pretty much as tired as I was on Friday.

So nice when a week starts with a "nrrrrrgh". I forgot to charge my iPod, so it died on me mid-trip (nrrrrrrgh lack of music), plus the idiot drivers were out in full force today. And every single traffic light was red, including the two train crossings.

At least the day and week can only improve, I guess?

[edit] I should keep quiet; the universe has apparently heard me. Air conditioning is apparently broken, and nothing saps my energies more than the heat.

Must not melt into an exhausted puddle on the floor...

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