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Archive-author: RICHH
Archive-title: Computer Lab

At the time I thought he didn’t notice me thinking?>. Later I found that just the opposite was true basement, he had made a kind of voodoo shrine to me, and my picture
was on his coathangers, plus, he wanted his TWO DOLLARS!>. I had
been watching him for maybe two months trying to decide what it was
about him that made my hormones go wild and kick like the Rockettes.>. When seated next to him I got so wet
that I was worried about leaving a stain on the chair realized that it was just my cigar-smoke that had triggered the
sprinkler above my desk...>. I had read about pheromone in
relation to animals, but never thought that people were subject to
the same influences *never* make a connection like *tha-at* Hee. Wanna see my
underwear?>.
Why we frequently found ourselves in such close proximity
was another story. The
English department where I taught did
not think a lowly adjunct needed a computer. In fact,
they didn’t even think I merited a desk IN! Silly ole me.>. In reality, I didn’t need a computer as
programming was just a hobby for me would agree. "Computers...BAH!>. I just liked the idea of making
a machine my slave but hey, different strokes...>
Thus we found ourselves seated in front of our respective
IBM clones computer references. If she later mentions IMSAI, and misspells
it, I will surely die. Altair? S-100 bus? Oh the humanity!> on
an almost daily basis. With a little detective work Call me Samantha Spayed!> I found out that his name was Alex and he
was an instructor in the computer science department.
Even if he had been a sexual zilch, I still would have
probably noticed him as we were the ONLY users of the two PCs in a
faculty lab filled with Macs bullet-bras *over* our halter tops>. God! how I hated those
machines comp.sys.Amiga.Advocacy?>. My prejudice serendipidists!>, like most was
inherited, in my case from my father. He has been
working with computers for the last 30 years the transistor! Shocking.>. As a memento, he gave me his original
IMSA 8080 still in working order. I had been
brought up to think that computers should not be `cute’ Sally Fields, but she's a *button*!>.
Herman, the director of the lab, must have picked up
on my vibes white mongo plug-in deals with the end that looks like a disc
brake. And boy, was it loud.> as he would barely give me the time
of day really care. Lemme see, it's six to four>. That is, until I
hatched MY PLAN found the USFL!>.
One day, finally overcoming my shyness shyness can stop you from doing all the things in life that you
want to>, I glanced over at Alex THE WORLD!!>. Actually, I looked at his monitor notable for the penciled-in swastika> and realized that he was
trying to pirate Roberts, then who is?> an application which is silly, because if you just ask, they are required by law
to give you one.>.
“If Herman catches you, he will hang you by
your thumbnails and tattoo Mac
icons on strange parts of your body. me that's *not* strange. I'm from Canada.>”
Alex laughed and said<"There's madness afoot at the
Circle-K this eve">, “Oh, Herman and I are good buddies euphemism for 'lifemates'?>. I teach Pascal using 'Hooked on Phonics'> the Mac and I frequently have to ask him
questions. Actually, I make up the questions so I can stay on his
good side.”
After the ice was broken, we began to talk every day.
On about the third day, I found out about HIS OFFICE was...POPE!>. Since he was an instructor, the university deemed love when a word like this crops up. Remember 'adjunct'?
'Merited'?? And now *this*.> to give him an office. It was a
hasty sheetrock affair of about 70 square feet and a very
large Steelcase desk Well...you're the wordsmith.>. On the downside at WOGL, and I'm gonna be sending you home with a little Bay City
Rollers Action: S--A--T-U-R--D-A-Y. NIGHT!>?, it was located off
the very room in which I sat . Despite these
limitations, it had a door with a lock taped to it, the meaning of which eludes me even now>. This was not
the point when I began to formulate MY <5 YEAR>PLAN, but I am sure
that it was an inspiration.
MY <5 YEAR>PLAN took its focus the day Alex and I were on
the elevator together philosophers. Then I would make everyone wear gray and cut their
hair like Moe Howard. Then...>. It was the typical cattle car
scene their rocks off.>. We were jammed in like sardines and the only
redeeming factor that when pressed against each other I realized
that Alex was sporting a very big hard on. After this
revelation and a few later surreptitious glances, I realized that
…End of the part1. To be continued..