Sharon is drinking coffee while Jimmy adjusts the thermostat.
JIMMY
Jaysus Sharon, have they any classes in that college about leaving things the fuck alone? If I catch whoever is putting up the thermostat, I’ll teach them a lesson they won’t forget… Anyway, what do I owe this mid-morning call to?
SHARON
Dad, you called me. Your internet problems, remember?
JIMMY
Ah ye, and fair play to you Sharon. I’ve been using all the stuff you’ve shown me, and I’m able to connect with fellahs I thought were dead.
SHARON
So what’s the problem?
JIMMY
Well, I don’t like everyone knowing everything about me business.
SHARON
What do ye mean, Da?
JIMMY
Well, this fellah Gary@nopantssweatybollox… keeps following me and messaging me on all me media outlets. Facebook, Insta, Twitter. The nosy bastard thumbs-upping everything I say.
SHARON
Da, I think you might have a stalker.
JIMMY
Jaysus Sharon, that’s a terrible thing to say to your da. It’s these tracksuit bottoms your mother bought me—they’re a bit tight around the—
SHARON
Jesus, Dad, I mean an online stalker, someone obsessed with you.
JIMMY
Ah right, it meant something different in my day. Your mother used to—
SHARON
Da. Enough. Listen, maybe you should consider some further education yourself. They accept mature students, you know.
JIMMY
Am I mature now? I’ve never been called mature before.
SHARON’S MOTHER (sitting knitting)
She meant physically, Jimmy, not mentally.
JIMMY (looking slightly puzzled)
Ah, fair play.
NARRATOR
Further Education – Teaching Outside the Box