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- "As the Hard Drive Turns, Pt 4"
- The continuing saga of a SysOp's existence
- By Rob Novak
-
- This episode: "Chat Mode"
-
- It's 2:00 am, and I'm slowly drifting into and out of a sleep state.
- It's been a really long day, and my mind isn't particularly ready to
- give up control of the body yet. So, I listen to the steady drone of
- the power-supply fan on the BBS machine and wander in and out of
- consciousness.
-
- (In case you were wondering, I do not sleep WITH my computer. I'm
- not that bad yet. It is, however, in the bedroom about 5 feet from
- my head.)
-
- Everything is slowing down and getting fuzzier. It seems that my
- brain is finally going to give up and settle down for some shut-eye.
- Consciousness ebbs, giving way to real slumber.
-
- The computer begins making a hellacious racket.
-
- My body, especially the ears, has enough smarts on its own to decide
- it doesn't want the brain to catch wind of this new development. The
- eardrums are now shuffling their membranes (for lack of feet) and
- saying "What noise?"
-
- The noise stops.
-
- The body relaxes again, thankful that the brain didn't engage and
- force it to do something rash, like try to become vertical. It
- begins to languish in the hazy sensations of slumber.
-
- The computer starts making noise again. This time the ears were
- asleep on the job and let the noise past into the brain. Synapses
- fire, and the brain sputters into life. "Oh, hell," the body
- grumbles to itself as it's forced upright into a sitting position.
-
- I regain consciousness and fumble blindly for my glasses. I find
- them on the floor underneath the pile of Discover, Mondo-2000, Stereo
- Review, and PC-Computing magazines. I put them on, almost removing
- an eyeball in the process with one of the ear-pieces. The computer
- is still making noise. Somehow, the BBS has barfed and let someone
- use the PAGE key after it should have been turned off.
-
- "Damn system," I mutter. "Might as well see who it is. I'm up
- anyway." I stumble over to the desk chair and sit down, punching the
- power switch for the monitor. The tube warms up and the BBS "snoop"
- screen fades into view. The user online has given his real name as
- "Joe Blow" with an alias of "SeX Masheen". Bad start. I punch the
- chat key and drop into Chat Mode.
-
- ---------Transcript follows-----------
- SysOp warping in to Chat:
-
- Me: Who are you and what do you want at 2:13am?
- SeX Masheen: hey man, i wuz wundering if you had any more gamez
- around here that i can play. i'm bored with this system
- already.
- Me: You paged me at 2 am, woke me up, and dragged me out of bed for
- that?
- SM: what did i disturb yer beuty rest or somethin? yew gotta get up
- early fer school in the morning?
- Me: No, I have to go to work in the morning to make money to pay my
- taxes to pay for your education. At this moment, I feel the urge
- to resign from current and future employment. You should be
- proud.
- SM: wazzat mean man? you tryin to inslut me or something coz ill
- come over their and kick your but right now
- Me: How old are you anyway?
- SM: im 19 and i can proove it too
- Me: <clears screen> What? HOW old are you?
- SM: i told you im 21.
- Me: <looking at new user questionaire and seeing birthdate 4/01/66>
- But your answers to the questionaire say you're 27.
- SM: oh yeah i forgot. thats right im 27.
- Me: You're 13 or 14, aren't you?
- SM: no im not. ill kick yer fag but right now i know where you live
- since i can break into the goverment computers.
- Me: You're 12, maybe?
- SM: [slowly] yeah ok
- Me: What's your real name?
- SM: tom schlitz.
- Me: And your phone number for voice validation?
- SM: 5551855
- Me: Now, Tom.... I'll be calling tomorrow to validate you. In the
- meantime, don't jerk me around or you won't live to learn to
- drive.
- [hit "disconnect" key and kick little Tommy off.]
- [Turn off chat permanently]
- [Grab phone book, look up "Schlitz", find phone number, copy address]
- [Fire up word processor, write letter to FBI regarding mysterious
- vehicles carrying men with lumpy jackets and large briefcases
- arriving at stange hours at the Schlitz address. Print and mail.]
- -----------End Transcript------------
- I flick off the monitor with a smug flourish, crawl back into bed,
- and quickly fall into a deep sleep filled with wonderful visions of
- fast modems and large hard drives. All in a day's work for a
- SysOp.... {RAH}
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- Rob is the SysOp of Outside the Wall BBS in Baltimore, MD
- (410)665-1855. UUCP:rob.novak@f1093.n261.z1.fidonet.org
- Fidonet: 1:261/1093 If you enjoy Rob's semi-regular articles in RAH,
- you should probably end it all right now because you're not going to
- get any better.
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