From: Frances Solomon
Sent: Tuesday, April 04, 2000 1:34 PM
To: Stocker, Dan
The other night, while I awaited your thoughts on my problem, I was frustrated to the point where I longed for the olds when the internet was a text-based forum of technical information for geeks only. Suddenly I had mail, from you, and I was sure all my problems were over. But, after reading your reply all I could say was, "f---ng Dan, why does he always operate over my head!!" I had no idea what you were talking about.
Realizing I was on my own, I continued only to find my self spiraling deeper into frustration. Around 3:30am, totally at my wits end, and complaining to myself how I should forgive you for letting me down in my hour of need (yeah, I was into drama by that time of the morning), I decided to reread your annoying message.
My consciousness was suddenly smacked by a brick. The answer was in your message all the time, I felt like such a (tired) a__hole. Needless to say, after unraveling the mystery I went on to do great things, at least in my narrow mind.
Doesn't being right get boring at some point???
Believe it or not, I'm actually saying thank you so much for your help (as always). Honestly though, I can't say I won't doubt you again in the future because that's just my nature and it's yours to obscure details with facts.