My Imaginary Roommates

My roommates need to read "Tangled in the Web." In my kitchen, Pablo battles for his Castle Age guild; in the living room, Norman watches The Shawshank Redemption on his laptop; and in my room, Bryan enjoys his new Netflix membership alone. It's almost as if they do not exist half of the time. I cannot help but think that they might be going down the same road as the anonymous author did. When people spend more time on their computer than with others face-to-face, their social priorities get flipped backward. Even worse, their social skills may suffer. Although the anonymous author's social skills did not suffer, in the case of my roommates, it is quite likely.