You know, the sound it plays when it’s found spyware on your system. It’s a thoroughly undescribable sound, except for the strange notion that my brain has that it’s the sound of a spider burping. But what is it that is so bone-jarringly unpleasant about it? Even when I have steeled myself against it, knowing that it’s coming, it still startles me. Usually though, I’ve long forgotten that I even started the scan, so it really, really startles me.
Am I the only person that thinks the sounds is just as evil as the spyware that it’s proclaiming found?
It doesn’t scare me so much anymore now that I know what it is, but it’s hard to forget the first time I heard it–GAH! My computer makes enough weird noises as it is, why did they have to add one more? And a LOUD one at that.
Semi-hijack: I haven’t had any adware in over a year now, and I don’t even take any special measures to protect myself. Am I unusual? (Or is my AdAware broken?) I don’t even remember there being a sound. Anyone have an mp3 of it or something?
I find Avast’s Mr American Guy kind of distracting though. There you are, happily wasting time on your computer when a blue box pop out of your system tray and a voice announced “VIRUS DATABASE HAS BEEN UPDATED!” Well… thanks. o.O
Yep, I just about jump out of my skin when my speakers are turned up to listen to music, and that thing goes off. I kind of think of it as a “computer fart.”
What’s really great is when you’re doing house cleaning or laundry or something, you’ve been rocking out to music with the bass and the treble cranked up and you’re just rocking the f* out, and so being the multitasker you are, you start Ad Aware to do its thing as you focus on other stuff. Since your HD could hold the library of congress, and almost does, the scan takes a while and you stop thinking about it.
Just after you finish playing the air guitar along with Guns and Roses - Sweet Child of Mine, you stop and bow to the imaginary audience and then, “WHAAAAAAAHM” the Ad Aware sound blares over your sound system and nearly knocks you on your ass, and nearly soils osme of your freshly washed laundry.
