Drucikowe

Mama: Bedziesz gryzła moje kredki jak pozwolę ci rysować?
Marta: Nie Mamo, są za suche.

Moje szcześcia

Paul: I was working technical support for a nationwide ISP, doing things like setup, configuration, troubleshooting, and billing issues. I received a call from a gentleman who was having trouble setting up a Windows 95 Dialup Networking connection for internet access. I started walking him through the setup, but was having some difficulty. I would tell him to go to a particular menu and click a particular option, but he was not finding the option to click on. To make matters worse, there was some sort of distracting noise in the background, like a radio show or someone talking close to the telephone. I was struggling, and the gentleman was starting to sound like he was losing hope - but then I heard the words in the background more clearly, and realized that his computer was telling him the contents of the menus as he reached them. The man was BLIND! I said nothing about this, didn't change my manner (except maybe to become more patient), and started listening to his computer instead of relying on his feedback to find the menus. That went much better, and I was able to get him all set up and tested.

www.userfriendly.org

"... z miłości do klienta", "PC ... postęp osobisty", "... fantextyczny asortyment", "Dostępne są u nasz również...", "puknij się w sklep ...", "Mimo czułości na zamiany warunków...", "... jesteśmy kontaktybilni"

www.fantex.pl

Ludzie to glupcy. A ja... no coz, jestem jednym z nich.

Kiedyś, dawno temu, jeżeli ktoś wywiesił publicznie ogłoszenie, w którym wielkimi literami obwieszczał światu, że "sprzeda gararz", to było oczywiste, że jest zwyczajnym nieukiem. Dziś nie ma już nieuków, za to dyslektyków mamy mnóstwo.