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It is a little annoying to discover that my flat is indeed in the middle of a wireless cloud, but that all five networks are locked (as are the further two detectable on the terrace). Do I think I can persuade Maths to give me access? Not really. Am I going to try? Of course. If I'm involuntarily living in the middle of electronic smog, it seems rather harsh not to get any advantage from it.
Also, young man bowling along the street yesterday evening, shouting “Oh my God, oh stop, oh it hurts, oh go on, go on, oh it hurts so much, stop, oh God” in tones of exultation, I don’t know what was so remarkable about the way you were riding that tiny scooter (dynamo transmitting electric pulses to the handles?), but I hope your college room has thick walls.
ETA: But lo! Against all expectations Maths responded cheerily to my email, saying that I just need to fill in the usual form, drop it in, and they’ll set me up on their wireless network. Never shall I disparage their pale faces again. Actually, they all seem a very pleasant bunch, much more friendly than some Humanities academics one comes across, and have regular parties.
ETA 2: One of the maths office contains a 3' high inflatable Dalek. Why do I never work in offices where people think this is a perfectly reasonable thing to do?
Also, young man bowling along the street yesterday evening, shouting “Oh my God, oh stop, oh it hurts, oh go on, go on, oh it hurts so much, stop, oh God” in tones of exultation, I don’t know what was so remarkable about the way you were riding that tiny scooter (dynamo transmitting electric pulses to the handles?), but I hope your college room has thick walls.
ETA: But lo! Against all expectations Maths responded cheerily to my email, saying that I just need to fill in the usual form, drop it in, and they’ll set me up on their wireless network. Never shall I disparage their pale faces again. Actually, they all seem a very pleasant bunch, much more friendly than some Humanities academics one comes across, and have regular parties.
ETA 2: One of the maths office contains a 3' high inflatable Dalek. Why do I never work in offices where people think this is a perfectly reasonable thing to do?