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Jul-21-2006 23:40

Was wondering, what do people tell other people when they ask what sleuth is? I (as a joke) give the opening paragraph...

"Sleauth is an open ended..."

Then I try my best to explain but usually end up sending the link to them to try it for themselves. Anyone else do the same?

Jul-24-2006 12:12

^^^That basically sums it up.^^^


HEE!

Jul-24-2006 17:21

Yeah pretty much everyone I know that I've tried to explain it to responds in one or all of the following ways:

1. Completely dumb look
2. Looks at me with a slightly sympathetic and/or VERY pitying look and says "well, it sounds like fun, and at least you have a hobby to keep you in the house 24-7"
3. "Tell me you get PAID to do this, since you spend more time on it than at your full time job????"
4. Laughs hysterically and tells me to get a life already

People just don't get it...but YOU guys do! :)

Jul-24-2006 17:22

By the way, #3 is my Mom :)

Jul-24-2006 18:35

Gosh I SAW get those reactions! It is hard to explain the sleuth addiction!

Jul-24-2006 19:01

OOPPS I meant I SOOO get thos reactions... dang that keyboard

Jul-24-2006 19:55

Sure, when in doubt, blame the keyboard ;)

Jul-25-2006 01:16

my favourite is from my significant other:

"what the f... is a sloot"?

Jul-25-2006 10:23

LMAO Crunch

Jul-26-2006 02:58

They ask if it ever ends. "Do you ever win?" I say, "No, but...." and they're already glazed over.

Jul-26-2006 03:32

lol.. because it's fresh in my mind i feel like boring you all with this convo. with my nephew (he’s 11):

N: Whatcher playing?
SS: Sleuth
N: What’s a Sloof?
SS: SleuTH. s..l..e..u..t..h.. A detective… it’s a detective game.
N: Mmmm. *over pronounces* Slooffff. *steps back out of range* Can I use the computer now?
SS: No. I have to finish my case.
N: Case of what? (truly)
SS: *laughs* A case is what you call a job the detective is doing.
N: *shrugs and leans heavily into the chair in his best ‘I’m bored’ mode*
SS: I’m trying to catch a murderer.
N: *faintest twitch of interest* Who got killed?
SS: Reginald Goforth.
N: *laughs* That’s such a bogus name. Is it my go yet?
SS: No. I’m nearly finished though, I just have to ask the Barber to analyse a hair for me.
N: For DNA? (wiseass)
SS: No. Well yes, kind of. It’s set in the 1920’s, so there wasn’t DNA testing really.
N: The 1920’s, is that the olden days when you and dad were…
SS: Don’t say it!
N: *takes a step back* …little boys.
[quick chase around the house, tickle fight, I win of course, race back to computer.]
SS: Right, it’s nearly your go feral, just wait.
N: *peering at the screen and picture of the Barber* You’ll have to reboot, it’s frozen.
SS: *sighs* (I knew where this was going) No it’s not.
N: Graphics’not working. S’not moving.
SS: Sssss’not meant to ssss’notty.
N. *ignoring my feeble attempt at diction coaching* So it’s just a picture. (imagine severe look of disdain on said child's face)
SS: Well Yes, I suppose.
N: That’s soft! Is it my…
SS: *sighs & logs out* Yes!

15 minutes later… my brother arrives home from work.
B: *looks at son, headphones on, playing WoW, oblivious to all* Get kicked off again.
SS: *nods & points at crap doco on sink holes somewhere in the Amazon, on tv*
B: *winces* That bad. S’pose you were playing that dodgy black and white game again…
SS: Throws remote at brother…

And so the cycle continues…