My work is so sad,
and never gets done.
I live in a dungeon,
and never see the sun.
Alt-Q! Ctrl-Enter!
these keys the must remember.
Yet they call and they call,
brains the size of an ember.
The phone rings again,
I answer, in strife.
I wish they'd all die,
the lusers, the lusers, my life.
(c)alan bailward march 1997
(note: I do tech support for a living, I'm not mad)