Jun
3
Okayyy. Computers do not like me. We can officially establish that right now. I had to get a new computer last January, so five short months ago. Monday, that almost brand new computer did not work. After much crying and moaning and pulling out my hair, I took it to a highly recommended computer repair shop (no more Geek Squad for me, I did at least learn that lesson).
It’s never good when the very smart computer guy calls and starts the conversation with “I have some bad news”. The bad news was that my hard drive was toast. Gone. Dead. I am very lucky that I had pretty much everything backed up, thanks to the last time my computer died. But because I use this computer to work I couldn’t take the time to ship it off, which is what I would have to do to comply with the warranty. So, good-bye hard drive and good-bye hard earned cash necessary to replace it quickly. I will miss you, especially the money.
Seriously, why do computers hate me? What have I done to them?
On the other hand, two days without a working computer is really good for the soul.
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