<human>: Summarize the given text in a few sentences.

This is a story when I was in high school, and was very busy doing three sports, 2 clubs, and playing an instrument. This was topped off by the fact that my parents expected my to get all A's. This put a lot of stress on me during the school year, and I did not have much time. 

Well, my grandparents decided to visit, which was fine with me. They came over, and the visit went without incident the first couple of days. Afterwards, my grandmother (who got a Galaxy Note) asked me to put some pictures on her phone onto MY computer. She would then make me put it onto the USB. Not only that, but it was 11 o'clock, and I was still not halfway done with my homework. But she was my grandma, so I did it for her anyways. 

This went on for a couple of days, she would ask me to upload her photos EVERY DAMN DAY, and I would do it for her. But one day I it got too far. Grandma couldn't find her USB cable, so I told her I couldn't put the pictures into the computer. She was very pissed, and told me that if I was considerate of "anybody besides myself," I would go and look for it. I spent the next hour looking for it, and found it fallen under a desk. I put the pictures in, but then decided to do something else. I put another file into the pictures, a fork bomb, and named it a picture name. I changed the icon so it looked like a picture, and shoved it into the USB. 

Some time later, when my grandma was uploading a large number of pictures to a social networking site, she clicked on my file. It automatically started opening up command prompts, and she couldn't stop it. She started looking for me, but I escaped out the back door and "went on a bike ride." The best part was, she had to upload every single picture again, because it was in a group of photos. Very satisfying revenge.
<bot>: Grandma is being a dickface, I make a fork bomb and force her to upload her photos again onto our internet.