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What Day is it Anyway? Thursday, June 11th, 2020

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My day today so far–4:55pm: 

We went for a lovely walk today in the cool spring breeze. They were calling for thunder storms last night after yesterday’s 100 degree humidity. That’s possibly when this happened at the park.

The tree that fell has to be 40′ tall. At least. Someone’s going to be set for firewood this winter.

Also, the peonies are blooming.

Pretty and pink. This is the neighbour’s plant. Winston killed mine.

Yesterday:

I got a call from a very helpful lady who wanted to rid me of the hacker who has infected my computer. She started by asking if I was on the computer. I said yes, and then I went through a few scenarios in my head: how could I waste this helpful woman’s time? Act dumb, of course.

Her: What are you doing on the computer?

Me: (very slowly) Playing a game. (I sounded a bit like Eeyore.)

Her: On the very bottom left-hand corner of your keyboard, what do you see?

Me: A button.

Her: What does that button say?

Me: C T R L

I won’t take you through the entire thing because I don’t want to waste your time, but she got me into the Window’s command one letter at a time (C as in charlie, etc.) while I “searched” for the right letter on the keyboard until I had “netstat” typed in. “Netstat” is what tells you what you have running on your computer at any moment. Hackers ask you to do this, assuming you’ll have no idea what you’re looking at, and tell you it’s proof that someone is hacking your computer just so they can do it themselves. Just as I got to this point, I hung up on her without a word.

A minute later she called back. I let it ring a few times before I answered.

Her: We got cut off, sorry. Are you on the computer?

Me: Yes.

Her: What are you doing?

Me: Playing a game.

I made her go through the entire thing again and hung up on her at the same time. It took a good five to ten minutes for each call.

Since then, though I haven’t answered, they’ve called me back 25 times using at least fifteen different spoofed numbers.

Insidious. I’m thinking about answering the phone and accusing her of stealing my car or something equally absurd.

Why I’m writing this post:

Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!

Author: Linda G. Hill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

9 thoughts on “What Day is it Anyway? Thursday, June 11th, 2020

  1. Good thing you knew what she was up to! What a fucking bitch to hack peoples computers! Honesly these people are awful!

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  4. You think a hacker would be smart enough to figure out the *game” you’re playing is with her after you’ve said the same things a couple times. Oh well… Maybe that’s why they get into such a horrible line of work to begin with… Can’t pick up on the cues. Anyways, you made me laugh.

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  5. Love it! I’ve home for nearly 3 months now and need something to pass the time.

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  6. Wow! You caught her at her own game. Very clever.

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