I turned my squeals off.
Got a phone bill.
Turned on the sqeals.
Dialler.exe was calling the Seychelles.
That was back in the days when my telecom let me off the bill (7* my monthly income at the time) because 'You have a virus".
Reminds me of a time that on the weekends my parents would drive to my grandads who had a computer. My grandad was a television screen writer and I had discovered Habbo Hotel, so win win.
Of course hormones being all the rage at 17, I decided to look at porn and printed it out so I could show it around at school. What I had done was downloaded a premium rate dialler that ended costing him around £100 back in 2003.
I had gone downstairs and forgotten to disconnect. He's passed now but sorry Grandad for the phone bill. I had never realised what I had done until many years later.
Still, I was one of the cooler kids in school for having a HP DeskJet printed crumpled piece of paper of a naked lady.
Reminds me of a time that on the weekends my parents would drive to my grandads who had a computer. My grandad was a television screen writer and I had discovered Habbo Hotel, so win win.
Of course hormones being all the rage at 17, I decided to look at porn and printed it out so I could show it around at school. What I had done was downloaded a premium rate dialler that ended costing him around £100 back in 2003.
I had gone downstairs and forgotten to disconnect. He's passed now but sorry Grandad for the phone bill. I had never realised what I had done until many years later.
Still, I was one of the cooler kids in school for having a HP DeskJet printed crumpled piece of paper of a naked lady.