I was instant messaging JC (our central office) to tell them I was sending color pages over the wires, when a note popped up.
"PAGES LEFT!!!!?????" Then the phone rang.
"Why aren't you messaging?"
"Huh! We have been, all night." One doesn't waste words with that guy. We call him Mr. McGrumpiFlick, if you get my drift.
"It isn't working. Reboot it."
"But we are getting your messages!" MMGF muttered some more, but I'd already started to hang up, and I decided not to stop.
Boss asked what was up, and I told him. He, too, looked at all the messages on the board. We hadn't noticed that they were staying highlighted, even after we opened them. The phone rang again, and since it was MMGF, I said nothing but instead handed it directly to Boss.
After a short explanation, he hung up, amused. "MMGF said he was afraid you forgot how to use the system." He knows I have MS. I was not amused. I am instant messaging because Boss does not know how to initialize the system. We have instructions, but he lost his (read forgot where he put them) and doesn't remember how.
I got a message from the now re-booted system. "WELL!!!" Presumably because I hung up.
So, because I have MS, everyone assumes I can't remember anything. But I took note that Mr. McGrumpiFink didn't say anything to my face. He knows I'd tear him a new one. And I can pretty much guess what he calls me.