Rants and Raves What I think, What I wanna' talk about, What I write

It’s how people seem to sit in front of the public computers in the De Anza ATC to do their worksheets. With pen and paper. The computer here becomes not the main medium in which one pours their collective attention, swimming in that sea of information colloquially called the internet (It’s made of pure win or so I’ve been told); it then becomes a backseat companion, where the crooning of some ersatz YouTube star is the soundtrack in which it accompanies one’s (written) assignment.

I do not know if these people do not posess portable MP3 players, or just have the compulsion to hear music through a video-straming website but this needs to stop. These people need to know that by occupying a computer spot without actually using the machine to its upmost capabilities, they risk invoking the ire of those who actually need it most. Namely me.

There is a simple rule to be had here and it says: ‘If you’re not typing then you don’t need the computer’. One can accomplish finishing some written assignment or worksheet inside the library (plenty of tables there), or the many seating locations scattered around De Anza just fine. In summarization, get the fuck off the computer. I need it.