Google Chris Crawford

An old man sits in his rocking chair, face to the sun, he squints to block out the light. His grand children gather around him as he tell stories about his youth. The children laugh, they mock him, and in jestful disbelief they listen. He tells of times before the Internet, when candy cost a dollar, and when Canada had a liberal government.

"You know I had my own web site"
"duh..everyone has a URL assigned to them at birth grandpa"
"I know Timmy, I am talking about a time before that, when people paid to use the Internet"
"Paid to use the Internet.. why would any one do that?"
"Johnny, at one time you paid for the Internet because it was full of free porno and music"
"hahah, ya right"
"Look kids! Shut up, grandpa is telling a story. I had a website, it was poorly laid out, and underdeveloped... I even built it with a template. The point is, at one time you could Google my name. You could Google Chris Crawford and there I was, on page 1 of 1214834434."
"wow"
"Then it happened, page 10..page 30... page 112 .... why? why? ...oh why....."
"its ok grandpa don't cry"
"Shut up you bastards, I'll tell you why! Because Chris Crawford, a video game designer from the 80's decided to be famous again. That bastard, him and the dam Jesus lover who makes knives .. URL stealing freak"

In amazement and fear, the children slowly wash out into the sun. The old man is left alone in his chair  as usual. His tears drying in the sun, the old man looks up and laughs...

"I was on page 1"

I was on page 1, the old man is me, Chris Crawford is a bastard! I want my Google ranking back!

Comments

[kim]

your on page 8 right now!