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Bold = Simon
Itals = Baz
FRIDAY, SEPT. 28
(10:43): hi uh unsure how this works but i cant get wifi to connect to my laptop
(10:43): it worked then it stopped
(10:44): ?? Okay? Good for you.
(10:45): uh
(10:45): i mean like, how should I fix this
(10:46): Why would I know?
(10:46): you’re tech support?
(10:47): I most definitely am not.
(10:49): oh shit. sorry
(10:49): i guess i have the wrong number
(10:49): my b
(10:51): tho if you have any advice im all ears
(10:55): Did you try turning it off and turning it back on again?
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(11:08): shit you’re brilliant, thanks mate
(11:09): That’s what they tell me.
MONDAY, OCT. 1
(13:02): so i tried the on and off thing again, but its not working this time
(13:04): Why are you messaging me again.
(13:05): my roommate wouldnt help me and told me to text tech support
(13:06): I’m not tech support.
(13:06): you were really useful last time though
(13:08): Burn your laptop.
(13:09): great advice mate thanks
(13:09): but really im trying to connect it to the school wifi and it wont hook up
(13:09): im like half way thru my lecture and it still wont load
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(13:22): https://uwl.uk/itservicedesk
(13:24): omg thats my uni
(13:24): omg
(13:25): somehow i feel like that wasn’t a genuine response
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(13:39): you saved me. its working. you’re brill
(13:40) : It’s amazing what Googling can accomplish.
(13:41): yeah yeah i get it, i need to find my own answers
(13:42) : Or at least attempt any kind of troubleshooting.
(13:43): who are you, btw?
(13:43): we clearly go to the same uni and I found your number in my notebook from last year
(13:43): so we know each other somehow
(13:45) : I doubt it.
(13:45) : Stop texting in lecture.
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(14:06): okay i’m out of class
(14:06): who are you?
(14:07) : Not tech support.
(14:07): you’re a grump, mate
(14:08) : You’re a nightmare.
TUESDAY, OCT. 2
(20:17): please don’t hate me but do you know how to get onto the Watford grade database
(20:17): it keeps telling me to use my student PIN ID but its not accepting my student ID number
(20:19): Why don’t you ask your roommate?
(20:19): she’s not available
(20:21): It’s your first initial of your first name, then surname, then student ID.
(20:23): that isn’t written anywhere! that makes no sense at all!
(20:25): Have you never logged in to Watford Online before?
(20:26): no i did once last year, but my password autosaved so I never had to do it again, but then my laptop crashed this summer and everything got lost
(20:29 ): Here’s some tech advice: get a new laptop.
(20:32): wow, never thought of that before
(20:32) : Cheers
FRIDAY, OCT. 5
(13:03): hey! Thought you should know PrideSoc is giving out free donuts outside White Chapel
(13:07 ): Why is this information I should know.
(13:08): bc youve been helping me with my tech problems
(13:08): and i wanted to trade useful information
(13:09) : That is actually useful.
(13:10): so are you going to get a donut??
(13:10) : No.
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(14:23) : That donut was subpar and stale
(14:25): really? I thought they were kind of good
(14:26) : So you’re technologically illiterate and have no palette. Noted.
(14:27): you think im an idiot, dont you
(14:30) : I don’t think anything of you. I don’t know who you are.
(14:31): we could fix that
(14:31) : I’d rather not.
(14:35): im positive we know each other
(14:36) : I doubt it. I don’t talk to many people.
(14:38): then why was your number in my notebook from freshers week
(14:40) : Who knows?
(14:40) : Maybe I was chatting you up .
(14:41): I would have remembered someone hitting on me
(14:46): also I’m a bloke
(14:47) : Yes, I assumed.
(14:47) : Mate.
TUESDAY, OCT. 9
(09:45): Do you happen to know the IT lounge hours?
(09:47): 9-5
(09:49): oh that makes sense
(09:49 ): Common sense, one might say.
(09:50): cheers xx
FRIDAY, OCT. 12
(16:22): the harry potter society is having a quidditch game on the lawn
(16:22): and they have actual butterbeer
(16:22): no idea what it is but it’s great
(16:35 ): Is it alcoholic?
(16:35): no i don’t think so
(16:36) : Oh. I’m staying in bed, then.
(16:36): cheers!
SATURDAY, OCT. 13
(11:03): I’m at an event and there are so many bananas
(11:03): piles of bananas
(11:03): like, no other food
(11:03): just bananas
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(11:37): oh god they weren’t for eating
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(12:45): Were you at the pridesoc safe sex workshop?
(12:45): apparently, yes
(12:45): omg were you there???
(12:46): No. Why were you?
(12:46): I was waiting for my roommate
(12:47 ): Did you get an education?
(12:48): i got something, alright
(12:48): nightmares, likely
(12:48 ): we gays are terrifying
MONDAY, OCT. 15
(14:30): what are the odds you can tell me where the student advice centre is
(14:30) : basement of white chapel
(14:31): how do you know all this shit? You’re like a walking encyclopaedia
(14:31): you’re dead useful though
(14:31): thanks, by the way
(14:34): oh do you know their hours?
(14:35): 9-5
(14:35): again. of course
(14:35): honestly you should work there
(14:36): Maybe I do.
(14:36): Any more questions?
(14:36): I have two papers and practice and a match this week.
(14:36): And my stress levels can’t get higher.
(14:36): So let’s get all your queries out now.
(14:39): oh shit sorry
(14:39): you alright?
(14:39): never
(14:42): lol
(14:42): good luck!
SATURDAY, OCT. 19
(11:21): I feel obliged to inform you that some society that i’ve never heard of has scones in the Weeping Tower.
(11:38): you texted me first!
(11:38): omg
(11:38): also i love scones
(11:41): Somehow I guessed.
(11:42): You through your week of hell?
(11:42): For now
(11:43): I bet you aced your papers.
(11:45): Of course I did, I always do.
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(12:50): Frankly, I’m amazed you’re alive still.
(13:00): ??
(13:01): I leave you alone for a week and you manage to keep yourself fed and functioning.
(13:01): I’m almost proud.
(13:03): tosser
(13:03) : numpty
(13:05): i would stay and fight but i have practice
(13:05): thanks for the scone :)
(13:09): It’s not like I gave it to you personally.
(13:09): But you’re welcome.
(13:12): Just take the gratefulness friend
(13:16): We aren’t friends.
(13:16): i think we are
(13:21): Well that sounds fake.
(13:21): But okay.