*cliclick*
*cliclick, scraaaape, cliclick cliclick*
*cliclick cliclick*
"Dad, you don't have to double-click on everything, you know. Single clicks will do."
*thud*
He
turned around and looked straight into my eyes. Maybe it was the way I said it, or maybe he was just having a
bad evening. But he was pissed off.
"Son, I've been using computers for longer than you've been using air. I know what I'm doing."
A short silence, and then...
*cliclick*