webcammery

So this new laptop is quite the fun toy. Even the webcam has proven to be amusing. It has this demo where it incorporates live video from the webcam into a demo Windows Messenger screen, which has two video feeds (one is you, the other is part of the demo) and it looks like you are chatting to someone on Messenger. In my case, a calm looking Asian guy in glasses. I was on the couch beginning to watch the demo when Mr. T came in with dinner, and I put the laptop on the floor to eat (yes we eat in the lounge. Heathens. Ask anyone.) What I didn’t realise was that the webcam was now tilted up and facing Mr. T, and it caught his eye. He jumped like a little girl. “Your laptop is broadcasting me! Turn it off!”
“Oh, are you chatting to the webcam guy?”
“YES! Why are you chatting to a webcam guy? Why is he watching me eat dinner? TURN IT OFF!”
“That’s the demo. That’s not really a guy. He’s a virtual webcam guy.”
“Really? God that looks realistic. That scared the crap out of me. Hi, webcam guy! Look what I’m eating! [spears sausage, waves in air towards webcam] It’s part of a pig!”
“Stop talking to the webcam guy.”
“It would be rude not to, I’m on Messenger. Hi! Look! I’m on TV!”
“I cannot believe you.”
“You’re just jealous because no one wants to watch YOU eat. Look! Fennel! Do you like fennel, webcam guy?”
“He’s VIRTUAL.”
“He might have virtual fennel. YOU don’t know.”
“I’m getting up and moving this laptop. In fact, look, I’m turning the webcam towards the dog. The webcam guy will probably appreciate the conversation.”
“Whatever. You’re just jealous because I’m famous.”
“You are SO not famous. …hey, where’s my sausage? Did you just steal that off my plate?”
“Me? I don’t know what you’re talking about. But there was this webcam guy who was just here. Shifty looking, he was.”