Today Housemate bought a new wireless router to replace the old piece of junk which has some issues with connection speed.
When he set up the wireless account for our apartment I enthusiastically stated “Ooh! You’re naming it after the cat!”
I stated this, I didn’t ask it at first because I assumed that he, like every other kind-hearted person in this country, knows that you are you supposed to name your wireless account after any pets in the house.
When I use my laptop at my friend Stephanie’s house, for example, I connect to her kitty Emma. It’s nice, but sadly I’ll never be able to have that wireless link up with my own cat, Khan. Housemate adamantly refused to do the right thing and name our wireless connection.
“You and I won’t live together forever,” he explained. “Eventually you’ll move or I’ll move and it won’t make sense to have his name attached to it.”
He says this despite the fact that he’s changed the wireless account name at least three times in the last three years. Surely if him or I were to move it wouldn’t be so difficult to change the name and even if housemate and Khan part ways, wouldn’t it be nice to have a little reminder of his sweetness?
When I use my laptop I would like to connect to my happy, treat-guzzling kitten not some character in a science-fiction novel on one of housemate’s dusty shelves. In this case the character came from a Roger MacBride Allen novel.
I tried to compromise and suggest that he name the connection “Khan” not in honour of my cat but the character Khan Noonien Singh from that Star Trek movie.
Alas, Housemate refuses to give an inch on this. He may have won this battle but the struggle will live on! One day this apartment will enjoy wireless service through the cat!