"All these kids are going to be learning all this computer shit these days, so knowing about computer shit will stop being such a damn special thing."
"No way. The nerdy computer guys who really know computers will still be the same nerdy computer guys."
"Well. Let's ask the kid."
They must be talking about me. I haven't said anything in about seven minutes. Four other guys have been rambling on about the local stage crew for far too long. Plus, Family Guy is on behind Rabbit's head.
I happen to know "the president", as he's called, has one computer. A 1998 PC Desktop he bought at a garage sale and keeps in his basement at home. He also has an email he checks every three months or so for coupons from the guitar stings company. They no longer send hard-copy coupons. It's against new policy. He had asked, once, to use my computer to access his "electronic-mail," only the MacBook was a little too much. They sent free strings to the lead guitarist anyway. No need for coupons.
"So, what'd you say? Are you all too smart for your own good, or are there still nerds in the world?"
"I'm not a computer genius. I mean, I know how to turn on a computer. Like, I know Control +Alt + Delete can force quit a PC, but I don't know anything about coding or programing a system to actually cause a computer to force quit a frozen program."
"Well damn to shit. Looks like we lost that war."
"Yep. They are all nerds."
**unsure what I mean by "back-lounge"? In brief, the lounge at the back of the tour bus, where groups can congregate and hang out. But more on that later, so keep reading littlemissroadie.blogspot.com. Ok, you're right. I'm sorry. That was most definitely a shame-less plug.
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