#363 – App
Posted on April 25, 2012 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comic
Back around 1997 I used to have a magical power. People at work would be having a conversation about something like “Yeah, who was that guy in that movie?” I would leave the room, look up the answer on the internet, walk back to the conversation and give them the answer. Most of these people didn’t have a computer at work or at home. They had no idea how one I could know little details about so many things. Now that person would have looked up the answer on his phone before he even asked the question out loud.
Tags: angry birds, internet, phone
You’d THINK people would look it up on their magic far-talk-knowledge devices, but how many times have you seen ” (sp?) ” on the internet somewhere? ON THE INTERNET. Google is sitting RIGHT OVER THERE, but some Precious Pretty Princess can’t be arsed to type “g embarass” into the address bar to make sure they have enough Rs on their keyboard.
I wish. In this Facebook era, I’ve actually started to get annoyed when people comment on names, places or things in what I write with “who’s that?” or “what’s that?” You’re already on a computer, sweetheart, haven’t you heard of Google?
I remember int he early ’90s knowing a Staff Sergeant who oversaw the enitre e-mail set up for Okinawa talking about starting a research business because he knew how to go out onto the internet and find anything and everything. He planned on becoming this big time millionaire because no one knew how to do what he did. Poor SSgt. Ludke must have screamed in anger when Google started up.
I have Wikipedia, TV Tropes, and Urban Dictionary as three of my main sites on my Bookmarks Bar. You’d be surprised how handy Urban Dictionary can be.
My brain is one of those specifically designed as nothing more than a trivia storage device. Thanks to the internet, long gone are the nights of waking up to the phone ringing at three in the morning only to be asked by a friend, “Myk! How many toes does a wombat have?”
I don’t know how I feel about that… I mean, in some way I’ve actually lost friends to Google.
As a librarian, and it seems the only person on Earth my family trusts for answers, I still gets calls and emails on how to, where to, what is, when was, how many and can you please find. NONE of them can look up anything, according to them, as well or as fast as I. Yet I know for a fact they all type faster than I do. And almost every answer I send has the word GOOGLE attached to it. You’d think they take the hint. But of course they don’t, they call me. And I find whatever they want because that’s why I went to grad school.
Does anybody know that one guy who did that one thing that happened about something some time ago somewhere? Thanks.
You mean when whats-his-face did that thingy with the whatchamacallit over that way to the doohickey like that last time the thingamabob went kerplowie?
OH, YEAH! That one! Now what the Heck was his name again?
Paul.
you mean Bob?
Oh, that guy? Let me google that for you. (Hu. Google seems to say that was you. Could that be?)
Don’t Google. Ixquick or DuckDuckGo work just as well without stalking you.
I prefer dogpile.