Here is a little something (and when I mean little I mean...little, infinitesimal, miniscule, microscopic...anyway) that I wrote while I couldn't get onto my emails of the Internet. It is do damn frustrating. Btw, my computer now has a name-B$#£d!
You're my hero Carter-why can't you fix the bloody thing?
"ARGH!!!!" Jack yelled as his computer froze for the millionth time.
"Sir?" Sam asked walking into his office.
"Carter, please help me before I kill my computer." He said sweetly.
"What's the matter with it Sir?" She asked walking over to him.
"Well, first of all I click on the button to read my emails and nothing happens, then I click on the Internet icon and it comes up fine, starts to open the page and stops so I can't do anything. Then when I try and click off everything they stay on the screen and won't let me do anything else!" He took a deep breath then went to start again before Sam stopped him.
"Sir, I can't fix that. I'm an astrophysicist not a computer expert."
"But you can do all that neat hacking stuff." He wined.
"Yes, but this is way out of my league."
"Now you've shattered my illusions about you being great at everything-you were my hero Carter-why can't you fix the bloody thing?"
"Sir, why don't you call one of the techs down here?" She suggested before walking out of the room.
"Carter, you're a genius!" He yelled after her before picking up the phone and hitting 5 on his speed dial. "This is General O'Neill, I have a small problem with my computer...no I didn't crash it...that was one isolated incident...yes, one incident that happened several times...who's telling you all this...oh, you're Daniel's friend, well tell Dr. Jackson that if he doesn't shut his gob and send one of you up here right this minute then he will have no more rocks to play with...thank you."
He hung up.
Daniel was so dead.
The End is nigh! Oh I sound so dramatic, I'm Shakespeare's second coming...or not.