fandomhigh | Computers & Fun #7 7/5 Wednesday Afternoon

The lab coats were not hanging by the door of the lab. They were folded in front of Abby at the front desk and she sat quietly as everyone came in and took their seats.

"Today is our last day of class, although feel free to sign up for my class next term. We'll be covering different territory." Abby clicked a button on her own laptop and the projection screen behind her lit up with a flash. "Today we're going to talk about the human side of internet safety. We've already gotten our computers safe from viruses, trojans and other baddies with our firewalls, but now we need to work on something harder. Putting a firewall up against people."

Abby walked around and sat on the edge of the desk, her hands moving quickly as she spoke. "I'm not trying to scare you or anything, but I totally am going to. There are very scary people out there and they will try and trick you to letting them find out everything they can about your personal life. Sometimes they want the information to wheedle you out of money or property, other times they want the info because they want to get close to you. Really, really gross kind of close. The kind of close where you share bodily fluids." There was a quick shudder and then Abby was back on task. "Stalkers are bad. The only way to learn how to combat them is by ~~CONSTANT VIGILANCE~~ learning what they're like and what tricks they use. That's why this afternoon we're going to stalk each other."

"Everyone sign onto a chatroom and start talking each other up, getting to know each other. Half of you will be creepy stalkers and the other half will be victims. Try not to let any personal information slip out!" Abby grinned. "And when you're finished, I've got a present for you."

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Conner thought for a few minutes and came up with a screenname that, while it appealed to him, might not have been the best idea ever.

Yo! Any hot chicks in here?

Sweet! Hot chicks flock to me.
I mean, geeks. Geeks. Not sports.

He actually . . . had no idea what "omg" stood for, but hey, when in Rome. It appeared to make good punctuation on the end of the conversation.

omg

Considering that Zack had no idea what the 'omg' meant either, Conner was in good company.

Conner started desperately trying to recall some of the random tech-babble he'd heard Ethan spout, wishing he hadn't tuned out quite so much of it at the time.

Oh yeah? Wanna check out my mainframe sometime?
I think my processor's running a little hot

And oh yes, before he forgot.

Blissfully unaware of the hole he was about to dig himself into with CleverRed, Zack started typing.

Conner sighed. He wasn't having any more luck in cyberspace than he usually did, apparently.

Okay then, omg.
Maybe next week. omg.

Time to find another potential "stalking" victim? Yay for the ol' McKnight charm.

This lying on the internet thing was easy!

Maybe you'll have more to look forward to than that, omg.

Except for, you know, this being the last workshop and all. Yay. Convenient, that.

Computers & Fun #7 7/5 Wednesday Afternoon - Computer Lab

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