Spencer sat with his laptop open on the table, eyeing it like it was the enemy. His coffee cup sat beside it, nearly empty, but he wasn't paying that any attention at the moment.
He hated technology. He hated skimming chat logs or writing emails... And right now he couldn't do either. All he was being offered was a black screen with white text that was asking him if he wanted to boot into safe mode. ...Spencer didn't even know what safe mode was.
He would have given anything to have Garcia here. There wasn't a laptop in the universe she couldn't beat into submission.
Cautiously, he tapped a button, shrinking away from the angry beep the machine offered in return.
"I don't know what you want from me," he told it, looking mildly annoyed.
An IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, the ability to read 20,000 words per minute... Phd's in Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering, as well as B.A.s in Psychology, Sociology and Philosophy- Yet he couldn't get a flimsy box full of circuitry to show him his email.
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Date: 2014-09-17 02:03 pm (UTC)He hated technology. He hated skimming chat logs or writing emails... And right now he couldn't do either. All he was being offered was a black screen with white text that was asking him if he wanted to boot into safe mode. ...Spencer didn't even know what safe mode was.
He would have given anything to have Garcia here. There wasn't a laptop in the universe she couldn't beat into submission.
Cautiously, he tapped a button, shrinking away from the angry beep the machine offered in return.
"I don't know what you want from me," he told it, looking mildly annoyed.
An IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, the ability to read 20,000 words per minute... Phd's in Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering, as well as B.A.s in Psychology, Sociology and Philosophy- Yet he couldn't get a flimsy box full of circuitry to show him his email.