Oh, goddess, I just spent two hours with this guy setting up his network, and when we got to the second computer it turns out that he was blithely following my directions but installing to an utterly different directory.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who read this and tried to figure out what fic genre "forward slash" was.

You're not.

I'm shy because I don't have much in the way of body bits to show off. (Corset-speaking, that is...)

ah, but that's the beauty of corsets. They create a lot out of a little. (or in my case OH MY GOD out of a lot) I may re run my corset again. You know, the one that prompted ND to kiss each lady pillow good night.

dcp, I usually say something like "the forward slash is the key by Enter"

but people are usually trying to type out as I'm talking so, I'll say, "let me say the address first, and then I'll spell it out for you."

I give out this website address so often that when I was placing an order over the phone last month and I had to give my address I started out okay with my actual address but it then turned into "website.com/...".

And then there was the time I was trying to help a girl and I couldn't understand why she kept saying the website wasn't coming up. She kept saying "it doesn't say it and it just gives me other options but it's not it."

I finally realized she was typing the whole thing in Search for Yahoo and not as the address. I tried to explain what the address bar is and how it functions but she kept telling me her browser didn't have that. And then I walked her through searching for our website and then had to get her to click the right things.

The IT office is located near my desk and one of the IT guys was laughing at me while I was doing this and told me "welcome to my world."

I now own a corset, but haven't worn it anywhere yet. Also, I'm pretty sure that when I do, I'll be wearing a camisole under it to add a bit more coverage.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who read this and tried to figure out what fic genre "forward slash" was.

Needless to say, you're not. (I was speculating it was something Regency or Victorian, and that there must be an alternate genre called something like "reticent slash".)

Skipping and skimming because I heard about this on NPR's Fresh Air on the way home:

Secret Identity: The Fetish Art of Superman's Co-creator Joe Shuster

(Buffista Affiliate link)

Author's book website: [link]

(I was speculating it was something Regency or Victorian, and that there must be an alternate genre called something like "reticent slash".)

Needless to say, I would read both of these. Or, umm, have. Henry James, I'm looking directly at you!

The IT office is located near my desk and one of the IT guys was laughing at me while I was doing this and told me "welcome to my world."

Indeed.

That reminds me

A few years ago when I was working at a faily large internet commerce firm, the company put out a whole slew of things, stickers, buttons, placards, cups, etc. with the company's internal website URL. They used backslashes: http: internal.website.com

ETA: Screw you auto-fixing board scripting!

I brought it up to those responsible, and they said It worked in IE when they typed it in, so it must be right.

I mentioned there were other browsers not so tolerant of mistakes, they shrugged.

I'm looking at flights into the Bay Area for early summer and I'm trying to decide between SFO and OAK. Having lived there, you would think it would be an easy choice. The SFO flights cost a touch less, but it looks like the rental cars cost a bunch more a SFO than at OAK. I think. I hate being confused.