In a quest to get this novel finished sometime before we all die, I have taken to bringing my laptop along places. Vacation. Sports practice. The Pool.
Invariably, strangers come up and ask me if there’s WI-FI in whatever location we find ourselves. I answer truthfully that I don’t know, because I’m not online. They invariably go away in a huff. I’m not sure if they think I’m lying, or what. Maybe the next thing they had planned to say is, “Can I use it to check MySpace?” but I don’t even have a wireless card in my laptop, so the point is moot.
I guess it’s hard for people to imagine just using the computer without it being hooked up to the internet for some sort of recreation, but that’s what I do. Seriously. I’m writing, not surfing the net, checking my email or watching Fox News online. As hard as it may be to believe in these over-entertained times, I’m working, not seeking entertainment.
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LOL I hate that! I use mine in the coffee shop and people are always asking me about wifi.
People ask me what time it is when I wear a watch. That doesn’t make me mad…