Tuesday, 6 November 2012
I came into work yesterday morning, and had only just logged into my computer when a message from Wetsoks flashed up on instant messenger.
Wetsoks: (brightly) Morning buddy!
Me: Morning, brah.
There was a pause of several seconds.
Wetsoks: Is it too early to show you pictures of a dead guy?
Me: I.... can you wait til 10am?
Me: I just need a coffee first. And then you can show me all the dead guys you want. Wait. I didn't mean that.
Wetsoks: It's not gory.
Me: Thank god. It's from Reddit, I assume?
Me: Are we normal?
After examining the photo, which was some poor guy who'd smashed headfirst into a lorry while on his motorobike, I had some questions.
Me: It's a pity the helmet didn't save him. How come he's barefoot?
Wetsoks: Shoes flew off. Apparently they were found a bit further away.
Me: Huh. Buddy, if that happens to me, could you do me a favour and put my shoes back on?
There was a brief pause.
Wetsoks: Dude ...I kind of want a motorbike.
Me: So do I. The internet has taught us nothing today. In fact, I believe it has actually somehow decreased the common sense I previously possessed.
Wetsoks: (sagely) The internet is a cruel and unyielding mistress.