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Discussion in 'GENERAL DISCUSSION' started by chillymellow, May 4, 2015.
Sorry chilly, I'm not following.
it will all become clear to you soon, or has it already?
sookie-in-a-box... glad that dinosaur is stuck in there on your side with you and not wandering over here to eat me for lunch.
Ok. I see chilly is feeling very cryptic today
But I did get the dinosaur part
I will explain a little further. That post got lost and I found it and did a very long edit so you were kinda stuck in the middle of things for a moment. And I had already thought how funny it was considering how cuckoo I was going to sound anyway talking about the man in the box - to have just said "I think" and disappeared was very amusing to myself.
And the post got lost because my touch pad on the laptop is sticky. It keeps picking up text and pages and throwing them around where I can't find them. And I know that just supports the chilly is truly gone fishing theory, but it's the best way I can describe it. I'll be using my finger on the worn down middle part of the touch pad, trying to do something like copy or just place the cursor and the text underneath gets sucked onto it like steel to a magnet. It is quite annoying and causing me quite a few problems trying to post or email.
I showed my husband what I was talking about and the same thing happened to him. I'm glad because the day before when I was talking to him about this stuff, he thought I had lost it completely (as you all still may be thinking...). I think I'd probably better just get a new laptop and quit trying to explain about text sticking to my fingers and moving around!
Well when you put it like that ... it IS funny!
So who (or what) was "the man in the box"?
interesting. I actually went back and edited that post I guess while snookie was reading it, and now I see that my edit is now the one who is lost (well, maybe we will have to include me. I think with the sticky keyboard I have going on, I somehow didn't get "post reply" pressed correctly. That other post may be lurking around somewhere on site in draft-land, but I will try to recreate what it was that was really missing something in the communication process.
Here we go:
You have probably seen this guy, too, or one of his kind. You go online to play some slots or poker, or whatever, and you get greeted by this square box that is talking through you through text - hi, how can I help you today? There's usually a little picture of a person, and the person's name, so that you can become familiar with the personality. Usually you can ignore the 'man in the box' but sometimes, they follow you around and seem to want to continue a conversation that can sometimes feel a little strange.
I was at 7bit casino, just wanting to sign up and look around. I really didn't want to get tangled up with questions. But there I met Tom, who was going out of his way to be friendly. First of all, his box didn't stay in one place, so, wherever I went to try to get away from him, well, there he was right next to me, all up in my business. I did find I could use his help so I played along, and I try to humor things up so it was a little entertaining. Me talking about how old and stupid I was getting, and him with a picture that looked like one of a 16 yr. old boy. I had problems with converting the math - they use micro-bits mostly as a unit of currency, and I prefer a 1 to just be a 1. Of whatever it is. but these bets were like .009 and .9 and 1.50, and where I was playing forever on one designation, I'd go to another slot and all my money was gone in two spins.
Well, Tom and I got quite familiar, but the more I tried to escape and go play, the more he would add another word in, which made his box appear again beside me when I had just had relief of it being gone. I tried to explain to him that I was going to go so I could think (about whether to take a bonus or not), and I'd start trying to think about it and he would be there again. "no problem...let me know if you need help" or "okay". Anything to have the last word. I even tried to be a bit more blunt, and told him if he kept me in there in his box talking to him much longer I would have to ask him to help me locate a restroom. And when I was really truly out of patience, I told him I would be leaving the box and his company now, for real, and for him not to worry - I'd be sure it didn't hurt him one bit when I went out the door.
I had also posted about my touch pad, which has developed a bad habit of grabbing onto other things and moving them around while I try to type and edit my posts, etc. It's been really frustrating- the touch pad is worn down in the middle quite a bit, and when you touch it, the cursor seems like it is stuck to the page like a magnet on steel. In trying to place the cursor correctly to insert a letter, for example, it often won't actually stay and is stuck where it last was (two or three sentences back) and starts inserting there. I had been trying to tell my husband about this effect, and I know it had to have sounded pretty far-fetched, what with some man in a box following me around the casino and my fingers picking up text and flinging unsaved pages of posts around who knows where...sounds like I had lost my mind for good at last! But, the thing with the touch pad was happening to him as well today, and he finally realized I wasn't babbling, I was trying to describe something the best way I could.
So, I haven't given in to the dementia quite yet, though I do have a warped imagination and don't mind trying to communicate some strange things to people at times. (you guys wouldn't have noticed that, right?) lol... a lot of this got lost along with the page I was trying to create earlier in the day, or, yesterday. If you go to play at 7bit, drop in and say hello to Tom, if he is there.
I HAVE noticed, I find it endearing (reminds me of someone I know) Sounds like you need a new tablet . I think I would have gotten angry with Tom, you really are nicer than me.
That is so funny Chilly! I met Tom but he was quite nice and didn't follow me around like he did you. I guess he likes you better, lol! I get that all the time at the top game casinos (I think that's what they are called), so I don't like playing at those. It just feels creepy that they are always there. Even when you close the box, they open it back up and start talking again. You made my day Chilly, what a comedian you are!
Ok, so this whole time I thought you were talking about our chat box here on the forum. lol
I was scratching my head wondering who this man was in our chat box.
"Was it him?" I wondered to myself --->
I am glad I started making enough sense that y'all could understand me. And yeah, your chat box didn't come into the picture until after my first post, when the dinosaur was growling at me, and, I didn't mention it before, but - at the same time underneath my post a banner was flashing "GO CRAZY!".
There's one other of these type of "people" that bothers the heck out of me sometimes, and that's Google. The microphone version. I'll pick up the phone and google is there just itching for me to give it a task verbally to go look up. 99% of the time all I really say is shut up and go away, google! It was pretty funny the day I picked up my phone and accessed the screen and there I saw, instead of google microphone, a long list of results from "shut up and go away". Quite an interesting read. I also did actually say to Tom, and I don't know if he got it or not, "Don't make me treat you like google, who is always sending me results for "shut the heck up and leave me alone".
One more thing, since I'm rambling again, when I post, I guess I'm not being careful enough to make sure I actually post and don't just "draft" what I'm saying. Three or four times I have come back to a page and I can see my post on there, but the "post reply" button is still all green and waiting for me to update. And when I click it, you finally get to see what I tried to show you hours or more ago. Now I can say I have been time-traveling on your website...hmmm....
So the first piece of mail I opened when I got home from a nice vacation at Hondo hospital was from Jackpot Capital and was about their Time Travelers promotion. Double hmmmmm...
Oh no! I hope you're ok, chilly.
Have you been in the hospital? I hope all is well?