
  A Sneak Attack!


           Alice Confesses!              (c) 1995 by Peter Neuendorffer


  The  very day Alice called me up in the  afternoon and tentatively asked
  if I was having a good day. When she stopped over to give me a lesson in
  life. I was not really glad to see her.  I am certain that the old bunch
  of floppiies she gave me were the source of my Stealth Virus. I had
  downloaded the excellent McAfee Scan program Scn-xxxx.zip, but was unable
  to call their office since it is a 900 number. (I have a 900 block on my
  phone.)


  Alice told me she had meant to tell me, but thought I might get mad  and
  bar her from my house. I told her I wished she had told me sooner. After I
  contacted the five people whom I had passed on the floppy disks to I
  called my bulletin board.  They assured me that all my stuff was clean
  while I hopefully wondered aloud if this was the end of it.


  I had one more system to scan and or clean. It was a rehabilitation
  program where I was rehabilitated. I knew they would probably give me dirty
  looks and make me feel like a bug.  Maybe not. A weighty moral issue. Then I
  remembered that we are not talking about the bubonic plague and decided to
  contact them the next day.


  Alice told me not to worry, it happens all the time. Now if I could just
  get my hands on the slime who originally wrote the virus. Alice told me if
  I told anyone it would ruin me, "So keep it under your hat ! " By the way,
  McAfee cleaned my disks just fine, and the bulletin board operator
  informed me they scan all uploads three times for viruses. No thanks to my
  friend, Alice!




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