Scene: An office. Lights up on the cube farm. Me at my desk; Co-Worker at another.
Co-Worker: Oh, the internet’s down! Bobby, can you help?
Me (after wondering why people think the only guy in the office magically knows how to fix computers): What’s on the screen?
Co-Worker: “Internet Explorer cannot connect to this page.”
Me (getting up and going to Co-Worker’s cube and seeing a webpage in all its glory on the screen): Looks fine to me.
Co-Worker: But when I enter the address, I get the error message. (Co-Worker types in address. Error message pops up.) See?
Me: That’s because you’re typing the address into the Search box.
Co-Worker: Oh! Really?
Co-Worker: Ha ha! How funny! Thanks!
Me: You’re welcome. (Goes back to his desk and looks for something to open a vein with.)
END OF PLAY.