Sometimes, I am not a good person.
Jan. 9th, 2014 01:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, I enjoy helping people on Yahoo!Answers. I like finding a book that someone can't remember the title and author to, I enjoy answering publishing questions, I have fun linking to useful websites, and critting is good for me as well as them.
What I don't like are kids too lazy to do their own homework. I usually just snort and pass those by, but on occasion I will be a snarky bitch.
So when someone said: Can someone write me a short story?
No more than 250 words and these are the keywords which have to be in the story
Saddled ambled distance spring froze grown ups windmilled spouting sighed ridiculous
I rolled my eyes. And then thought, hey, why not. And wrote this:
Spouting nonsense, a ridiculous teenager saddled a bunch of grown ups with his homework assignment. Staring off into the distance, they sighed and got on with it. The words ambled from their keyboards in a desultory fashion, and sometimes froze--until one of them windmilled her arms and shouted, "I just got the best idea ever!" She then declined to share it with the teenager and said, "Do your own homework, kiddo, because I'm pretty sure you're not going to spring professional rates for this."
You owe me $85.
Yep. I'm pretty sure that he's going to delete his question, because brats frequently do when they get an answer they don't like. Such is the world.
What I don't like are kids too lazy to do their own homework. I usually just snort and pass those by, but on occasion I will be a snarky bitch.
So when someone said: Can someone write me a short story?
No more than 250 words and these are the keywords which have to be in the story
Saddled ambled distance spring froze grown ups windmilled spouting sighed ridiculous
I rolled my eyes. And then thought, hey, why not. And wrote this:
Spouting nonsense, a ridiculous teenager saddled a bunch of grown ups with his homework assignment. Staring off into the distance, they sighed and got on with it. The words ambled from their keyboards in a desultory fashion, and sometimes froze--until one of them windmilled her arms and shouted, "I just got the best idea ever!" She then declined to share it with the teenager and said, "Do your own homework, kiddo, because I'm pretty sure you're not going to spring professional rates for this."
You owe me $85.
Yep. I'm pretty sure that he's going to delete his question, because brats frequently do when they get an answer they don't like. Such is the world.
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Date: 2014-01-09 08:56 pm (UTC)I'm thinking I may have to take a look at Yahoo!Answers... because I love ferretting out things, as well. I don't know if it still exists, but I used to hang out a lot at a website called Ask the Bookseller, where people would try to track down the title to books they'd read, sometimes with only vague descriptions. So much fun trying to figure things out! Even better, Rackham had been looking for a book he'd read as a child but could only remember one scene... and one day, while perusing that site, I found someone asking about a book that had a very similar sounding scene. Thankfully, someone else had come up with the answer and I did some checking around... eventually ordering a copy of the book from the UK to give Rackham as a present. And sure enough, it was the right book.
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Date: 2014-01-09 09:08 pm (UTC)I probably spend more time faffing around on there than I should, but sometimes I really felt like I've helped someone and that gives me warm fuzzies.
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Date: 2014-01-10 07:21 pm (UTC)In other words, this kid never does his homework. *badumpish*