I enjoy helping people. However, one of my pet peeves is when people don’t at least try to help themselves with the tools available to them. One of those tools is the Internet, and more specifically Google Search. Yes, Google Search has become so dominate that the neologism “google”, has become accepted as a verb. So before you ask someone a question, try searching for it on Google. And if you ask me a question, don’t be surprised if you get a link like this.
This also applies to email forwards. So don’t send me any forwards without googling to see if it is true first. Or just don’t send me forwards.
As proof that I am serious about this and non-discrimitatory, I was forced to IM Jenny a link to http://letmegooglethatforyou.com/ while writing this post. Feel free to use it yourself to help teach others how to google for themselves.
Sincerely,
-The Management
Awfully far up on our high horse this morning, aren’t we? You might like to know how that the Surgeon General announced this morning that Microsoft and Nike are sending around a forward to track how many people are using their products. If you forward it to a certain number of people you win a free trip to Disney Plex and $10,000. HOWEVER, if you don’t forward this to another number of people, which I am witholding out of spite, illegal immigrant robots will come and eat all of your prescription medication, causing you to contract the very serious epidemic of procinegastrointestinaldigititis (aka hotdog fingers). See if your fancy google can help you out with that, buddy.
I’d also like to point out that I was interrupted four times during the writing of that comment, and I am fully aware of the typos, run on sentences, and other crimes against the English language committed therein.
I’m sitting here laughing. You are funny.
I took my misbehaving computer to Best Buy before its warranty expired. The man fixed it while I stood there. You got it–two updates downloaded via the internet. Since the problems appeared to be problems with ports, it didn’t even occur to me to search them on the internet. So, by the time the tornado warning had lifted and they unlocked the front doors again, the computer was running well. Me and my very red face grabbed it and headed home.
Yes, I am cracking up at Tim’s comments, too. I love “hotdog fingers.” I’m going to have to try to remember (and learn to pronounce!) that word…
J.R.
Of course I know that you didn’t mean me. You meant all of those other poor folks out there. So I’ll just continue to ask you questions and then argue with your answers like I have done with you since the 3rd grade.
Thanks
Dad
Hey,
Google was unable to help me. I tried to find out “why is my brother is an idiot?” They had a surprising number of hits about other people’s brothers, but nothing about mine.
This post also begs the question however, how does one know what question to “google”?
Also while working with the minds who will affect all of our futures (8th graders) How do they know what they find on the net, is correct information and not just popular opinion?
Dan, the Idiot Out Wandering Around… get it I.O.W.A.
Tim: Procinegastrointestinaldigititis, huh? Sounds tasty, do they grow back? Por mi parte, dar la bienvenida a nuestros nuevos inmigrantes robot señores.
Aubrey: Next time you should check with me, after you check with Google first of course. If we can’t figure it out over email/phone, there are ways that I can connect to your computer and even take control of it if need be. The worst that can happen is that I just laugh at you and you still have to take it in. Well, unless the illegal immigrant robots have come and you mistakenly give control over to them.
Grandpa Andrews: Don’t worry. I’ve figured out that if I ignore you long enough, you will ask Lisa. Sorry Lisa.
Dan: To the question of “what” to google, the point is to google SOMETHING. As an 8th grade teacher I would think that you would agree about the importance of effort regardless of results. As for the accuracy of the information found, Google just makes it easier to find the sources, you still have cite them and make sure they are credible.
BTW, I googled “why my brother is an idiot” and I got plenty of hits, although you might argue how credible the sources were since all the hits were from http://www.drozmonkey.com. The lack of results on your search obviously proves that I am not idiot.
I’m surprised you didn’t come up with the following…..
I pro jednoho, vítám našeho nového robota overlords přistěhovalců.
But no matter what language you put it into, I still really just don’t get the message.
I think Tim would have a good time at one of our family dinners sometime, as long as he didn’t think it was going to be a relaxing vacation.
As always
Grandpa Andrews
Droz,
They do not grow back, that’s why it’s bad. And you won’t like them so much when you’re toiling in their underground sugar caves with your hotdog fingers (or stumps, as the case will likely be).
Mr. Andrews:
Czech?
I have no doubt I’d enjoy an Andrews family dinner, and while I have no disillusions regarding how restful the occasion might be, I’m sure I’d be right at home.