Message d’amûûûûûûr

Entre les coups de gueule contre la modération forcément fasciste, ceux qui râlent parce que la hot-line met deux jours à répondre, ceux qui n’aiment pas le nouveau truc de la mort qui tue qu’on vient de développer avec amour (mais « c’était mieux avant »), ceux qui trouvent qu’il n’y a pas assez  de tests de ceci ou trop de cela, qui trouvent les tests pas assez critiques ou au contraire trop durs, la vie d’un admin d’AF n’est pas toujours de tout repos. Et je ne parle pas de gens non membres qui nous menacent de procès parce que quelqu’un dit qu’il a été mal servi chez eux et que son synthé commandé il y a 3 mois n’est toujours pas livré.

Heureusement, on a aussi pas mal de messages de remerciements. Au détour d’une réponse à la hot-line, dans un sujet annonçant une nouvelle fonction, après l’annonce de la correction d’un bug, il arrive qu’on ait un « merci pour ce que vous faites ». Ça compense.

Mais de temps en temps, un membre se lâche carrément et ça fait plaisir automatiquement.

Justement, dans « qu’est-ce qui vous fait plaisir automatiquement », NoSkillz déclare sa flamme !

Plaisir auto : AF tel qu’il est.
Poster une image drôle (ou pas), de la citation dans/hors AF, une phrase à la con, une question sérieuse, un sondage idiot. Apprendre des trucs liés ou non à la musique, poser des questions auxquelles on n’a pas la réponse mais un AFien peut l’avoir. Entendre ou lire un truc ailleurs et avoir le réflexe de le poster parce qu’il a fait penser à AF automatiquement. Googler un truc, puis de fil en aiguille tomber sur une fiche produit sur AF, lire tranquillement un test, se dire que merde c’est cher comme même, et du coup rêver un peu ; chercher encore, découvrir un matos similaire qu’on ne soupçonnait même pas, partir en quête d’infos, avoir accès aux avis, aux tutos, aux forums. Du coup, revendre l’ancien matos qu’on n’utilisait plus trop. Du coup, gérer ses annonces, échanger tranquillement avec des acheteurs. Du coup, poster un avis sur le nouveau truc acheté, pouvoir renseigner de parfaits inconnus sur le forum du produit en question.
Je n’ai pas beaucoup de sites favoris, mais le fait d’aller consulter mes sujets flagués est littéralement devenu un réflexe automatique dès que Firefox est lancé.
Non mais priceless, quoi !
Merci AF.

Merci mec. Et merci à tous les membres qui contribuent à faire d’Audiofanzine ce qu’il est.

Will – Admin chargé de la communauté.

273 204 réflexions sur « Message d’amûûûûûûr »

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