Pet Peeve – Im’ers Listen Up!

November 17, 2007 at 10:52 pm Leave a comment

I have begun to get really annoyed by IM’ers that are offline all the time, but then pop on suddenly ask if you are there and then disappear less than a minute later.

I have a number of contacts on my IM that do this. I am online all the time, much to my wife’s dismay, so I am always around. But these jokers – and you know who you are – come on at the moment I am not sitting in front of my computer because I am “indisposed” or something. There’s a pretty good chance I will be back online within the next five minutes. But you people are toooo impatient. You are never online. You login, ask me if I am around, and without giving me a few minutes to wipe, go offline. Why come on at all? If all you wanted to know was if I am around, why? Obviously you wanted to talk to me about something so apparently you had the time for a conversation. So why not stay on at least as long as the converstation would have been?

Come on guys? Don’t you ever have to poop? Get freaky with the Mrs.? Cook dinner? Give me a moment to make it to my computer.


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