Man and I were calmly working on various projects. As night slowly crept in through our windows, peace transcended into our living rooms. All that could be heard was the scratching of a pen and clicking of keys.
Suddenly, Man interrupts.
Man: Do you use the F1 key?
Me: Yes? [squinting at my keyboard] It unbrightens my screen.
Man: What?
Me: On Macs, it dims the screen. I might use it on my PC at work, but I don't remember.
Man: Oh.
A minute passes. I've gone back to writing.
Man: So you won't mind if I remove it then?
By the time my head swivels around, Man is already prying off his F1 key.
Man: F1 is the help key. I never need help. I usually just want to hit escape, and miss.
The joke practically writes itself, doesn't it?
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