1.2 Mikey
So you see? It all started pretty cool. Like, we had this great new house, Dad's IT firm's share price was in the stratosphere, Viveka had just got accepted by MIT, Vaibhav had a new girlfriend even though he hadn't told mom and dad about it yet, and I had these terrific new toys to fool around with. Life was "Smooth," like Rob Thomas says.
The first couple of months were really wow. We were planning to go to Florida in the Diwali vacations, like, you know, do Disney World and trash the place. Have a blast, basically. I hadn't made any new friends in the new building, and maybe that's why I started spending more time on the Net. Wouldn't you, if you had such a cool new PC and cable modem? Vhy prefers watching Hindi movies with his gf, but he's a moron, even if he's my bro.
Besides, I didn't need friends. I had all the friends I needed on the Net. There was Sally in New Jersey, Zac and Par in Sweden, Stu in Alaska... a whole bunch of great people. ICQ was my life.
I don't even remember who first forwarded the e-mail to me. Was it Joe in Wichita? Or Evvy in Frankfurt? I don't know.
All I know is that I was at this really great Shockwave-enabled horror movie site that showed you a haunted house and let you go through the rooms and all kinds of stuff. And while I was logged on, the 'You have new mail' thing began flashing so I checked it out.
And there it was: A chain letter. Except that this one was different. I knew it even then, at the start. And I should have done what I always did-dragged it to the commode icon and dropped it in the loo. But I didn't. Maybe it was the title in the subject line that got me. Or the fact that I was looking at that haunted house site and listening to Uriah Heep's "Fallen Angel." Whatever.
But I made the fatal mistake of reading that e-mail. And I was basically hooked, even though I didn't realize it at that time.
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Subject: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: WARNING: DO NOT VISIT THIS SITE
Date: 28 Jul 00 16:49:14 CDT
From: NetWizard243
To: mikeyvats@rediffmail.com
>>>>>Hi, friend. Please pass this message on to as many people as you can. This is
>>>>>a matter of life and death okay. This is not a joke. It's serious stuff, guys. If
>>>>>you ever come across a link to this site, don't repeat _DON'T_ click on it. It
>>>>>will take you to a website that is not normal. I mean, it's not even really a
>>>>>website. It's some kind of weird crap. Maybe it's black magic. I don't know.
>>>>>But do not visit it, or type it into your URL address bar or click on any link that takes
>>>>>you there. It's really bad karma. Trust me.
>>>>>http://vvv.vvv.net
The first couple of months were really wow. We were planning to go to Florida in the Diwali vacations, like, you know, do Disney World and trash the place. Have a blast, basically. I hadn't made any new friends in the new building, and maybe that's why I started spending more time on the Net. Wouldn't you, if you had such a cool new PC and cable modem? Vhy prefers watching Hindi movies with his gf, but he's a moron, even if he's my bro.
Besides, I didn't need friends. I had all the friends I needed on the Net. There was Sally in New Jersey, Zac and Par in Sweden, Stu in Alaska... a whole bunch of great people. ICQ was my life.
I don't even remember who first forwarded the e-mail to me. Was it Joe in Wichita? Or Evvy in Frankfurt? I don't know.
All I know is that I was at this really great Shockwave-enabled horror movie site that showed you a haunted house and let you go through the rooms and all kinds of stuff. And while I was logged on, the 'You have new mail' thing began flashing so I checked it out.
And there it was: A chain letter. Except that this one was different. I knew it even then, at the start. And I should have done what I always did-dragged it to the commode icon and dropped it in the loo. But I didn't. Maybe it was the title in the subject line that got me. Or the fact that I was looking at that haunted house site and listening to Uriah Heep's "Fallen Angel." Whatever.
But I made the fatal mistake of reading that e-mail. And I was basically hooked, even though I didn't realize it at that time.
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Subject: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: WARNING: DO NOT VISIT THIS SITE
Date: 28 Jul 00 16:49:14 CDT
From: NetWizard243
To: mikeyvats@rediffmail.com
>>>>>Hi, friend. Please pass this message on to as many people as you can. This is
>>>>>a matter of life and death okay. This is not a joke. It's serious stuff, guys. If
>>>>>you ever come across a link to this site, don't repeat _DON'T_ click on it. It
>>>>>will take you to a website that is not normal. I mean, it's not even really a
>>>>>website. It's some kind of weird crap. Maybe it's black magic. I don't know.
>>>>>But do not visit it, or type it into your URL address bar or click on any link that takes
>>>>>you there. It's really bad karma. Trust me.
>>>>>http://vvv.vvv.net
posted by Ashok K. Banker at 12.10.05
1 Comments:
"Besides, I didn't need friends. I had all the friends I needed on the Net. There was Sally in New Jersey, Zac and Par in Sweden, Stu in Alaska... a whole bunch of great people. ICQ was my life."
Reminds me of myself sometimes!
Ankit
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