Only 39% Curse At Their Computers?
netbuzz writes "That's what we are to believe based upon a survey of 14,284 individuals conducted by security vendor Avira. That survey found that 39 percent of respondents 'cursed or yelled at the computer out loud.' And no computer is needed to calculate the implication: 61% of those participating in the poll believe themselves to have never once uttered a profanity or raised their voice in the direction of a malfunctioning machine. Are the majority of us genuinely possessed of such remarkable self-control? Or might some of these self-reported stoics be exercising a bit of selective memory?"
I don't really curse at my computer per se, but I certainly curse those responsible for building/developing crappy hardware/software. I have probably never said "Dang you computer", but as for "Dang you Microsoft!", well...
Or maybe some people know the computer wont be fixed by yelling at it. A kick is usually more effective.
Just because the submitter has a temper and a foul mouth doesn't mean everyone does...
Could we have better more compelling stories being posted please, other then my dog ate my homework, so I had to find a story quick to meet my boss's column deadline.
Why would one need self control to not curse at a computer? Some people are just quiet. Some people are just not emotive. Some people realize that yelling at a computer is kind of silly. It's not like there's this urge to yell and curse that we have to hold back like a sneeze.
Or maybe some people know the computer wont be fixed by yelling at it. A kick is usually more effective.
I never compute within reach of a loaded shotgun just for that reason.
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No, they cower in paralytic fear when something goes wrong, or else call for help. The idea of the computer somehow defying or frustrating them is an alien a concept to someone who regards the machine as some kind of supreme authority on the task at hand.
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The point? Fear.
If the computer does not fear you it will fuck up all over the place. You must let it know, firmly and forcefully, that you are quite capable of bashing it to microscopic bits. I walk into a god damned room at my work and the computers just start fucking working. Because they know... THEY KNOW that it is I, Baron Randolph Rackovitz, who encompasses their doom!
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