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ComputerWorld's Help Form Elicits Some Laughs
PetManimal writes "Like many websites, Computerworld has a 'help' Web form for users to submit website-related questions. The page asks people not to ask about general Web problems, or other issues not related to Computerworld, but that hasn't stopped a regular stream of funny submissions, ranging from a question about using a computer to watch soap operas, to questions about troubleshooting printer problems."
Did those make anyone else really sad? I was feeling pretty good a minute ago, but now I think I'm going to go lay down for a while.
"Yes, it is legit, send 500 dollars imediately"
Help the concept of seperating a fool from his money
The phrase "more better" is acceptable English. suck it grammar Nazis
Programming is race between Programmers, to produce idiot proof apps, and God, to create better idiots.
So far God is winning.
hilarious
...wasting good time just to go pk stupid people.
I had a funnier post but it never transmitted after I held it up to my monitor and pushed on my foot pedal thingie.
I reserve the right to think for myself. Others' opinions are optional. Puppy on lap = typos...not illiteracy.
My dog has done funnier things while he was asleep. Moving on...
See http://support.microsoft.com/default.aspx?scid=kb; en-us;321626
I remember it from installing Linux on a DOS system some years back and markting the Linux partition active without having installed LILO on the boot block.
I have my email address on my web site as well as a FAQ for a certain model of cell phone. I get all sorts of drivel as email.
Just yesterday I got someone asking about functionality for a different model. The message stream looked something like this:
Him: How do I foo with model 5000?
Me: I don't know. I only have a 200.
Him: So how do I do it with the 5000?
Me: Quote first email. Point out again that I don't know as I only have a 200.
Him: I have a 5000.
At that point I gave up.
Wtf? On /. a post like this wouldn't even be worth a -1 Offtopic mod point.
Anyone who has ever worked in customer support/public relations has heard far, far more humorous (and serious) help requests. (Remember the story about a grandma who baked her Mac laptop a while back?) Some of these jokes are extremely old as well.
some prob in my PC, send yuor man to check it out, i unable to use internet.
How original. The late-90's just called, they want their joke back.
I have thoroughly enjoyed the aptly titled Computer Stupidities. To be fair, may people really have no reason to know better, but there's a few entries in there that show that all too many people are willing to throw logic out the window, or are gullible beyond belief.
They picked the worst they could find, everyday instructions are often ambiguous. Many moons ago I drove Taxi's, there can be a 180deg difference between...
"Turn right[,] here."
and
"Turn[,] right here."
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? - Pink Floyd.
Compared to some of the stuff people in tech support see this is absolutely nothing. Check out http://techcomedy.com/ to get a taste of just how stupid some people can be. Knowing computers is a bit of a curse, everyone that knows you assumes you are their own personal computer bitch.
I have had a stream of mistaken identity emails on my web site. They range from mistaking my site for the Library of Alexandria, to Sears Kenmore Water softeners and heaters, to an English school admissions department, to a hotel in Cairo, and more ...
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When I subscribed to the general helpline over on Wikipedia, we got buckets and buckets of these sort of things.
This story is not news to ANYONE who's ever been a part of any sort of organization that maintained a public email address. I don't get it.
Being anonymous is not cowardice.
hell
some prob in my PC, send yuor man to check it out, i unable to use internet.
thanks
Somehow that phrase, "send your man to check it out" really made me laugh. The computer science student, on the other hand...wow, how sad.
One time I went into a computer store with my brother. I was checking out a computer, and the screen was laid out in a manner that made it look like a touch screen monitor. Stupid me, I was sitting their tapping the screen trying to make it load an app. After a brief moment, I'm thinking that this touch screen is broken, and then it hit me that it wasn't a touch screen at all. At this point, I'm looking around, praying that nobody saw me sitting there poking the screen like a freaking idiot.
Another true story. A person I work with is a degreed mechanical engineer, and in school he had to help design a rocket. We were trying to do something and he was wondering aloud why he couldn't get a screw to start with a cordless drill. I was looking at the situation from the opposite side at the moment, but I could see that the drill was in reverse, and I was thinking to myself, "well, I might not be a rocket scientist, but I know why that freaking screw isn't starting."
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Doctors destroy health, lawyers destroy justice, universities destroy knowledge, religion destroys spirituality
I wonder how many of these are real. Maybe it's that internet-made cynic in me but most of these just appear to be the email equivalent of "drunk dialing". Ah well, guess they're not calling them at home, 4 AM.
OMfg!!1
wwere were you computr guy out?im sod runk. bet night ever wooo!
Not only does God definitely play dice, but He sometimes confuses us by throwing them where they can't be seen. -Hawking
me: Thanks for calling AOL, how may I help you? ...um, yeah.
guy: I want to start an online business.
me: Try keyword Busines, just type...
guy: Actually first I wanted to check out other businesses first.
me: O-Kay...
guy: The most successful online business are porn aren't they...
me:
guy: Soo.. I was wondering if you could help me find some...
+Digg!
... not.
ROFLMAO LOLOL!
most internet users have trouble making heads or tail of search engine results.
Its all about lets get our site in the top ten for the largest number of keywords possible.
probably computerworlds site came up when someone searched for baseball scout,soap operas etc...
As well as some, but not too many, stupid questions I get through my website (most people are just impolite), I sometimes grep the access.log file for "$how|$why|$when|$where" and get surprisingly funny results. I haven't done this in a while, but some of the best older results are here.
Non-Linux Penguins ?
Nowadays, most people can type faster than they can write and have access to all manner of spelling and grammar checkers but just look at the messages on that site (and many others) and it's quite shocking to witness the poor quality of what they've written, excluding the minority where English perhaps isn't their first language.
Maybe some of this change for the worse is down to poorer quality teaching nowadays but I feel it's probably more attributable to simple downright laziness on the part of the writers who just cannot be bothered to take a little more time to communicate effectively.
Gentoo Linux - another day, another USE flag.
I have on my website a tool called "CSS Preview". Nowhere on my site do I mention MySpace. I have a feedback form for this tool, to let passers-by tell me what they think. Every so often, despite the form having a big "CSS Preview User Survey" label over it, I'll get sent a dump of some MySpace CSS file that my site is supposed to magically interpret.
I also once made a fake homepage for Tony Blair, deliberately designed to look as fake as possible, while matching several criteria for being genuine from a particular "spot real pages" quiz (as a joke for a few friends). I get the occasional e-mail from people who think I'm the PM. I wish I could delete the thing, but I no longer have FTP access to the site it's stored on.
I'm scared of numbers that can't be written as a fraction. It's an irrational fear.
FP sold a kid's outdoor tent for a while and a woman called to report that there were bees in her tent. First rule: Take everything seriously until you know for sure what's going on. It's not inconcievable that she bought a product and opened it to find bees. Strange things happen in warehouses.
So I ask "do you have any idea how they got in there?"She replied "It's in the back yard and the kid must have left it open. How do I get them out?!"
"Well, I would carefully unzip the door and open it, and maybe go to the other side of the tent and try to shake it and shoo them out, or just leave it until they leave by themselves."
"OK, I'll try that! Thanks!" she said breathlessly and sincerely.
Then there was the time a woman called to complain about a toy crescent wrench and bolt. That's all it was, a wrench and a bolt, sold as an accessory for a toy workbench. Her complaint? The wrench and bolt didn't come with instructions. I spent about 15 minutes trying to explain to her how to use a wrench on a bolt, how it fits on it. She couldn't comprehend it. She insisted that we were negligent for not including instructions.
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I worked in a computer store in the early nineties. One day this very sad planespotter type (pan-am bag and all) walks in when the store was empty except me and my colleague behind the counter. He shuffles up and says 'Hi - I'd like a box of five and a quarter inch floppy dicks please'... We laughed him out of the place..
This site also has quiet a few hilarious stories about clients who simply don't get it.
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I was the lead developer on a intranet for a state-wide coalition of legal agencies. One time a staffer called and asked "can you print the website and send it to me every once in a while?" At this point, the site was around 6,000 documents and probably 40,000 to 50,000 scanned pages in PDF - if you ever signed into the site, the enormousness was pretty obvious. We nicely explained to her that there was NO way we could do that. She hung up pretty quickly, obviously embarrassed. It was kind of sad, actually.
You don't know my brother.