Chas's Revenge
A lot of us are using Word Verification these days. Spam comments are irritating and most of us don't want to deal with all the deleting they make necessary. And, come on, we sometimes have fun with the verifications and the word associations they bring up.
One day I was on Susie's site. One of the WFs I came along was not any particular word, mostly a jumble of consonants, but it did remind me of an incident from some years earlier.
When Ichabod and I lived in Grand Haven we used to hang out with a buddy from work, Chas. Chas was working in the engineering department at that time. He and a young guy from that department had a friendly rivalry going. They enjoyed playing tricks on each other.
One Friday night the three of us had been hanging out and doing a little drinking. Ichabod was showing Chas his text-to-speech software. You would type in a sentence and the computer would say it back in that monotone computer type of talk. Ichabod's favorite sentence to have it say was, "(Squirl) eats kitty litter with a fork."
Well, the three of us tended to get silly when we were together. It didn't matter if we were drinking or not. But somehow we decided we needed to leave the young engineer a message on his voice mail.
Ichabod typed in random letters so that it sounded like a very garbled message. He spelled the guy's name in, phonetically, once or twice and a few words that were pertinent to the product our company sells.
I think Chas almost peed his pants the next Monday. He could hear the guy asking everybody around to come listen to his message. It was hard to understand and he thought maybe someone could decipher it.
I'm not sure how long Chas let him go before he burst out laughing. He told him we'd played a prank on him and the message was meaningless. I don't believe the young guy thought it was as funny as we did.
One day I was on Susie's site. One of the WFs I came along was not any particular word, mostly a jumble of consonants, but it did remind me of an incident from some years earlier.
When Ichabod and I lived in Grand Haven we used to hang out with a buddy from work, Chas. Chas was working in the engineering department at that time. He and a young guy from that department had a friendly rivalry going. They enjoyed playing tricks on each other.
One Friday night the three of us had been hanging out and doing a little drinking. Ichabod was showing Chas his text-to-speech software. You would type in a sentence and the computer would say it back in that monotone computer type of talk. Ichabod's favorite sentence to have it say was, "(Squirl) eats kitty litter with a fork."
Well, the three of us tended to get silly when we were together. It didn't matter if we were drinking or not. But somehow we decided we needed to leave the young engineer a message on his voice mail.
Ichabod typed in random letters so that it sounded like a very garbled message. He spelled the guy's name in, phonetically, once or twice and a few words that were pertinent to the product our company sells.
I think Chas almost peed his pants the next Monday. He could hear the guy asking everybody around to come listen to his message. It was hard to understand and he thought maybe someone could decipher it.
I'm not sure how long Chas let him go before he burst out laughing. He told him we'd played a prank on him and the message was meaningless. I don't believe the young guy thought it was as funny as we did.
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That's a good one, made me LOL :)
xjotly!
I'm glad you liked it Susie, as the WF on your blog inspired the telling of this story. :-)
lxrgj
About once or twice a month I answer my phone in my most authentic computerized voice. After informing the caller the number they have dialed is no longer is service and to hang up and dial again...I get hung up.
I can even do the high-pitched beep. :)
And look, I tell you that and I get hugs and kisses that rock: xovrok
Mr B, I hope you always get hugs and kisses that rock. You just keep up with that computer voice. You will keep yourself amused for years that way.
What should I think about this one?
jngcpusm
That's a great one!
Thanks, Ern!
znsknq
I hate the word verification thing. I always get the really long ones that are all smushed together with lots of ws or are they vs and ms or are they ns? Then, when I get the whole thing typed out, it will tell me I did it wrong, and I have to start all over again.
I used to do the words to voice thing with my son. We would write a story together, then I would have the computer read it back to him. He LOVED it!
Hi, Sylvana, welcome to the Nest. I know, word verification can be really sucky. Not only do letters look like the wrong letters, I just plain type the wrong ones sometimes.
I love how you and your son write stories and let the computer "read" it back to you.
cttwhr
Naughty Squirl!!! That's funny stuff -- even if the "young one" didn't think so!
Eclectic, no he didn't think it was so funny. That same guy got really drunk one night. In order to give a girl his phone number he ripped a blank check out and gave it to her. She gave it back to him later, but boy was he feeling stupid after he sobered up.
ilrsbjeg
Interesting joke, Squirl! I hope no one plays something like that one me. Hey! I didn’t know you were originally from Louisville! Do you want to share more about your origins?
Hi, Nick! I'm not usually a prank-player, but this kid kinda had it coming. :-)
My family is from Louisvile going a couple of generations back. When I was pre-teen and Bucky was only a toddler, my dad got a job here in Michigan. We moved and the only, so far, to have moved away from Michigan was our oldest brother. Most of my relatives are still in Louisville but I haven't been there in years.
We used to live in a little subdivision off Eastern Parkway. We weren't that far from the University of Louisville. Proably more info than you were looking for. :-)
hwjrp
Thanks, Squirl. No, the information isn’t too much, especially since, for its size, Louisville is really like a small town with people and families knowing one another. If we go back far enough, I’m sure we could find relatives that were acquaintances.
I Love it, as long as no one does that to me. :)
miazibe ~ I like this word for my verification. I mean I really, really like it. mi a zi be or mia zi be or see it is fun. Now lets see if I can type it in the box right. :)
That is a riot! Very clever. I wish I could have seen the poor guy freaking. Stuff like that cracks me up.
SS Nick, that's a very good possibility.
Nanina, your word makes me think of maize for your tribe.
Kranki, that's right, you like practical jokes. Well, this guy had it coming. :-)
Oh that's just too funny! I remember a computer game we had when we were kids that did the same thing--you typed in a word or sentence and "Sam-the talking computer" would say it back. You could change the pitch and tone of his voice and he would say "theees eees my voi-eeeece" and there were some words you just couldn't get him to say right--like my name!
Teehee--my WF is: yimpdq
I like the P-d-q part!
Effie, that reminds me. Before Ichabod had his software they were using something like that at work. There's a line that would stop for breaks, problems, etc. They decided to use a system that "talked" rather than just a buzzer. It would say whether the line was stopping, starting, whatever. They also figured they should use different voices so people wouldn't get used to it and tune it out. There was a deep man's voice, a woman's voice and a child's voice. Might have been more but I can't remember.
squirl, yes that word does sound like maize for the tribe. This one is zoqwitwz All I could think of was WTF?
Nanina, I think a lot of word verifications mean WTF. :-)
Like this one.
bjidbqkf
Does kinda sound like back off at the end, though.
Wow, I musta been totally out of it yesterday not to notice you'd posted anew!
I love the ..."eats kitty litter with a fork" and I remember Ich drivin' you INSANE with that. Heh heh heh, glad you were able to pass on the torture.
rkndag - Wreckin' Dag? Huh?
Howdy, Sis. Glad you're feeling up to commenting. Yes, the kitty litter with a fork was his favorite joke for a while.
I reckon that's wreckin' dag.
What do you think of this one?
gyenim
Love the story!
I'm not good at pulling off practical jokes. I have a hard time keeping a straight face.
Thanks, tshsmom! I don't usually do pranks, either. It's not that I can't think of anything to do. It's just that I hate getting them played on me and I figure what goes around comes around. :-)
satkd
Hi Squirl, sorry I am late. I tried to comment yesterday but I am having trouble with blogger and the internet in general. Fun with co workers. Sounds like fun.
Blogger was bein' a (free of charge) piece of crap for a while last night. I couldn't get to blogs for a few minutes - I thought my heart would explode in my chest!
Breathe, girl, breathe...
*huffs on paper bag*
August, sounds like blogger was bein' a poop. Glad you liked the story.
It's okay, Bucky, it's okay. Breathe, just breathe. Blogger is back and all is well. I hope you're well, too. :-)
qywizy
Chia, that is intriguing. :-)
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I think I need to share this with someone who is a practical jokester. Sounds useful. ;-)
teee heeee
Danielle, glad you liked it. tee hee
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