Have any of you ever heard of a “Faxer”? I don’t mean as in “a person who faxes” or something like that. In this case, “faxer” is beer speak for…uh…well, we’re not quite sure what it’s for.
Of course we all know what beer speak is. For some of us, it’s “I LOVE YOU MAN!”, to others it’s “I’M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!”. But then there’s the “special” beer speak crowd…no, not little yellow schoolbus special, but special in that “what the hell did they just say?” kinda way. In this case, the term faxer comes from the latter person.
My friend Sarah is getting divorced and her soon-to-be ex was 10 beers into a 12-pack when he uttered the phrase, “Yeah, well…you probably had your computer friend install a faxer on my computer so you can keep tabs on me.” The funny part, Dear Reader, was this sentence was preceded by the phrase, “Well, I know a lot more about computers than you think I do.” Uh…I think we all know the truth to that statement.
Let me also share with you that immediately following the faxer comments, the
dumbass, er, I mean, Computer Genius, was in the process of 1) spelling his name wrong for the 4th time trying to log in and 2) was incapable of turning off the CAPS lock.
If he keeps this up, I’m betting we can get him a job with HP’s Tech Support staff. He’d be Supervisor in no time.