I was going to write about something else, but then real life hit me in the face like a bag of gold bars-- as they say. I was just on the internet, like I often am, minding my own business in a communal area of the university when all of a sudden some heathen decides they want to watch a video and put a stop to the internet activities of everyone else on the floor. One minute I was happily refreshing the page, and six minutes later I was still. refreshing. the. page.
People of the world, I beg of you, respect the fragility of the wifi ecosystem in this university building. It is fragile and complex. The actions of one have impact on many. I have one hour between class and work, with nothing to read except term-old syllabi and my own bleak thoughts. Don't make me have to delve into either of those as a result of your selfish video desires. Its rough I know, that you can't stream Glee in the middle of the Hall building. Maybe next time you'll just have to learn how to use the internet and download that sheesh. Alternatively you could not watch Glee, and probably be a better human being for it. You can thank me later.
The wifi at the downtown campus is not so hot anyways, so the fact that anyone is under the impression that they can watch videos is beyond me. How can you sleep at night knowing that because of your selfish needs, everyone else was forced to open programs that don't require internet like... I don't even know... TextEdit? Stickies?
And now there is a man sitting beside me who smells absolutely foul. The kind where breathing through your lips doesn't help.
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