The Internet

The Internet rage has hit the mainstream. Unfortunately, nobody seems to know what it is.

I work at the computer store on a campus. A few weeks ago, we had a customer call in and ask the following:

Also heard in a University store:

I just had a call from a customer who wanted to know if she had to bring in her computer to get connected to the Internet or if we could pick it up and deliver.

I work for a local ISP. Frequently we receive phone calls that go something like this:

...or... ...or... We would love to be able to say, just once, to these callers, "YES! We are the Internet, and we own all."

I once got a "priority" tech support phone call. The guy's first words were: "I'm a vice president at [major ISP company], and we own the Internet."

Overheard on a train ride:

"The Internet -- isn't that a microchip?"

Some people pay for their online services with checks made payable to "The Internet."

Had a guy call just recently, asking how to get to the Internet through a word processor.

From a discussion on IRC:

I got a call from an administrative assistant in our office. She said when she opened Netscape it was smaller than normal, so she could not see the entire Internet.

(Usually due to the customer dialing his own phone number with his modem.)

Some friends of mine and I stopped at a local bagel/bistro place that had three Macintosh computers hooked up so patrons could surf the web while they eat and slurp their coffee. None were being used. I walked over to them, and there, in front, was a prominent sign reading:

"The Internet is down all over the world!"

To this day I wonder if the employees were clueless, or if they made that message up to prevent questioning from angry patrons.

I am a student studying Computer Systems Engineering. In my final year, I moved into a house with a few friends, one of which was a woman studying English. As I was the only person connected to the Internet from our house, they all used my computer to check email and so forth. Well the English major kept asking me if she could have a look on "my Internet." I said she could, and she logged in and directed the browser to a search engine so she could find the information she wanted. Fifteen minutes later:

Several months ago, a woman came in and wanted to start an internet account. She lugged her 17" monitor in, sat it on the counter, and proudly proclaimed, "I would like you to setup internet on my computer." Holding in my laughter as best I could, I politely explained that she needed to bring in the "other" part of her computer.

After trying to explain how the web worked, the customer refused to take my word and said she was going to call AOL. A while later she called back.

I wondered if he was calling because he couldn't hear them, or because he could.

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