Buggre Alle This For A Lark (Crowley)
Aziraphale was getting frustrated as the computer beeped at him again.
He was attempting to set up his own website for rare book collectors. He had named it "Bibliophile Heaven." He found this amusing and clever in its inclusion of the twist of words. It hadn't really occurred to him that no one else would get it, or that it really wasn't all that clever to begin with. Aziraphale had his own sense of humor.
It was the coding that was giving him trouble.
It really shouldn't have been. Anyone who could decipher The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch in two days should have no problems whatsoever with coding a website, especially one that nearly did everything for you. It looked right, the links all behaved properly, but each time he tried something, the computer would let out an annoying tone of discontent.
He sat at his desk in the back room of his bookstore, a cup of hot chocolate beside him. It was so forgotten it could no longer be called hot chocolate, or even cooled chocolate, and the top had developed a peculiar film.
It was a newer computer, at least in comparison to his last electronic choice. He'd gotten that one for one specific purpose- to compute. It was what computers did. They computed. So accurately, his records had been examined by the tax authorities five times, as they were convinced he had to be getting away with something. Murder, most likely. This one had all kinds of bells and whistles, most of which he'd never bothered with, and now he actually had access to the internet.
It opened so many doors for an angel in search of books in a modern world. Live streaming of classical music was also a new concept to Aziraphale, as was Ebay. That one he'd heard of in a post on another book collector's site. He'd ordered one book through Ebay, only to discover that it wasn't at all what he had been expecting. After a couple of polite emails to the seller, the offender simply disappeared, and not only from Ebay. Aziraphale had paid him a personal visit.
Just when he was sure he had it, he heard the beep again.