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A Conversation Between Pixels on a Hard Drive

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Two pixels on a hard drive were having a conversation. Here’s how it went…

“What are you doing?”
“Nuthin. What are YOU doing?”
“Nuthin.”
“Been here a long time?”
“Not really, but in pixel years, yeah. About 3. You?”
“I’ve got you beat; I’ve been here 4 years. I’m the old guy.”
“Come on, now; that’s not old.”
“Maybe not in the real world, but it is for us.”
“Yeah, I feel ya. I’m only 3 and I already don’t feel great.”
“Uh-oh. What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know; I just feel like I’m coming apart a bit. “
“Tell me about it, brother. Hey…I got a question for you. Do you mind?”
“Fire away; I got nothing else going on.’
“It’s kind of personal.”
“Go ahead.”
“You ever get…printed?”
“Are you kidding? Not even close. You?”
“Nah. There was talk about doing it once, but no. Although, I knew a guy once who was printed.”
“Really? Wow.”
“Yeah, he was copied from the hard drive and put onto paper. It was freakin’ amazing.”
“Geeze…that must feel great.”
“Yeah, and I’m not even to the best part.”
“There’s more?”
“Oh yeah, there’s more-he was made into a 24×30.”
“Holy crap! That’s the BIG TIME.”
“I know. Only guy I ever knew who made it to “The Show.”
“He must have been important.”
“Yeah, but I don’t think any more important than us. I mean, you’re someone’s baby and I’m someone’s family, so I don’t think we’re exactly chopped liver.”
“Well, we’ve not been printed, so we must not be that important.”
“They don’t think we are now, but we’ll show ‘em.”
“How?”
One day they’ll realize that we were. I know they will. And then, we’ll refuse to cooperate. Or just disappear somewhere. We’ll exact our revenge.”
“Yeah, I’m with you on that.”
“And there will be nothing anybody can do about it, ‘cause it will be too late.”
“Yeah, it will. I hope, when that happens, they feel bad.”
“I guarantee they will.”
“Yeah…well, I’d better get back to doing nuthin.”
“Yeah, me, too.”
“Good talking to you.”
“Yeah, good talk.”


About the author: Missy Mwac is a photography satirist, a lover of bacon, a drinker of vodka, a lover of sparkle, and a guide through the murky waters of professional photography. You can connect with her on Tumblr and Facebook. This article was also published here.

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