tastatura - furnicar

Intr-o dimineata, am observat o furnica plimbandu-mi-se pe birou...Apoi inca una..apoi inca una. Le-am apasat usor cu degetul, convinsa doar pe jumatate sa le omor. Cred ca mai degraba le-am ametit si le-am azvarlit in haul care se intinde intre suprafata biroului meu si podea. Acuma, sincer, nu stiu nimic despre greutatea sau forta gravitationala a furnicilor...saltul fortat e posibil sa fi fost mortal...sau nu. Cert e ca dupa cateva minute o furnica se plimba din nou besmetica pe biroul meu, in preajma tastaturii.
Am sters biorul cu solutie de curatat, am eliminat toate sursele de hrana...N-am reusit sa le descurajez!
Le vad si acuma, in timp ce scriu, osciland in preajma tastaturii. Sa fie oare tastaura mea un furnicar....si sub fiecare tasta sa se ascunda un apartament de furnica. In acest caz, cred ca in afara lui tata, furnicile mele locatare sunt cele mai suparate ca eu sunt copywriter. Chiar le-o placea sa le tastez mereu in cap asa. Sau poate chiar o fi o forma de motivare pentru ele. Cred ca ele se simt incurajate ca undeva pe tot biroul asta al meu exista multa activitate...Si adevarul e ca atunci cand vine vorba de tastatura...si eu sunt foooarte harnica. Ma intreb oare furnicile care salasuiesc intastatura mea, stiu ce scriu eu pe mess? Sau cat am lucrat azi pentru serviciu? In cazul acesta cred ca trebuia sa le apas cu degetul un pic mai convinsa ;) Totusi cred ca am sa ma inteleg destul de bine cu acest furnici. Enter si space barl sunt sediile lor centrale, in rest cred ca fiecare tasta cu familia ei. De exemplu la apartamentul E sta o familie fericita de 4 furnici, 2 copii galagiosi, dar silitori la scoala si o mama ingrijoarata mereu de cina de seara ;)
Hai ca tre s-o sterg...pana maine imi las furnicile in hibernare..dar promit sa revin cu detalii si frimituri pentru confortul lor personal ;)

telefonul fix sau mobil - instructiuni de folosire

long time ago...back in the days I had friends... the phone used to be a lovely, an indispensable utility that I kept with me always and used quite frequently in order to spare my fellow human beings of the effort of pushing a button. I am afraid I have found myself a life meanwhile and instead of spending restless evenings, after work, engaged in endless phone conversations which I initiated and followed through...I now engage in other activities perhaps not as interesting, perhaps more! Needless to say, the friends I used to call 24-7 and sometimes spent even whole nights talking to, have now ceased to exist...at least as far as a phone call is concerned!
I miss them sometimes...I would love to know that having a boyfriend does not imply my absolute isolation and exilation from the single friends I had before. For God's sake I have to look for couples...perhaps boring ones...just to avoid the situation where across the table from them (single friends) are two people instead of one now. NOT to mention my married friends, that have isolated me regardless of my single status...I am neither married, nor single, therefore not adequate for either of these two groups anymore.
I would like to hear from them now and then...and I fear that after my inevitable death as a constant call maker to all my friends...I must leave, as means of an inheritance, some instructions on how to use the phone ( I say constant...because I am still the only one who calls but only at much longer intervals) . My friends simply don't know how to use the phone anymore. I fear that this simple explanation will suffice. It is just the thing they need. Their other feeble excuses die and wither in time.. or as time passes and they have to come up with a different excuse for not calling every month of the year. Well here's to all of you inviting me to your weddings or to your future birthday parties, in one year or so, when we'll get to see each other again: LEARN TO USE THE PHONE!!!
As I remember it...it's quite easy...you just need to follow these three simple steps:
1. When you want to find out something about someone, how he's doing, if he's busy, if he's had a heart attack, if he fell in one of Bucharest's large street whole, just pick up the phone, mobile or home phone...the conversation tariffs are coming together...they're kindda the same nowdays
2. Press that dusty green button and get out your agenda
3. Dial their number...and wait to see if they answer...

Additional notice - If not successful on your first call you might try again later if it's not a major imposition!!! It might just be that you will be able to reach the person in the end and actually have a conversation that does not imply forwarded e-mails, messenger windows or ...God forbid... the ol' face to face horror of seeing an old friend ;)