Rebooting amidst a game of Freecell
Posted by Bob the Hamster on September 3rd, 2005Current mood: Ruefull
I must confess…
I have done a terrible thing, and I humble myself here before God and man and myspace to try and make amends. Last night, my friend Ryda was playing a game of Freecell on my computer, and I carelessly rebooted the computer, not thinking for a moment about the consequences. Those dreadful consequences! Yes, it is true. Her half-finished Freecell game was lost! Lost forever!
*hangs head and crys*
Not being a Freecell player myself, I failed to understand the deep emotional attachment that a true Freecell player feels towards each and every game they play. It is a spiritual bond. A connection of the hearts (spades, etcetera). I severed this bond without mercy, and for this I deserve scorn. Yes, scorn!
Every time a Freecell player clicks to deal a new deck, it is like they fall in love. And each card they drag, each card they drop, is like the joys and travails, the successes and the failures of life itself. And each time they win a game, it is a mixture of profound satisfaction mixed with bittersweet sorrow at the parting of a beloved friend. This is the game that I interrupted. I am filled with shame. Ryda has played many games of Freecell before, and she will doubtless play many more to come, but that one game shall never be finished. That one game will never have closure. It will forever be a Freecell-shaped scar on Ryda’s soul, and I fear there is nothing I can ver do to heal it.
Forgive me Ryda, I beg of you! Forgive me!
The King of Diamonds Sez:
