Two little seemingly insignificant incidents proved how the PC has seriously influenced my subconscious.
Several months ago, while waiting for the movie credits to show who sang the film's closing song, I impatiently looked at the right side of the theater screen expecting to see a scroll bar that will tell me how much farther it is to the end of the credits.
This morning, I was reading a magazine, and instinctively glanced at the bottom right hand corner of the page to check what time it is.
Is that normal?
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