Computer update.
Aug. 16th, 2004 05:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tenayaI took my shiny new computer back to where I bought it. Apparently, it was a software problem (uh huh) and XP needed to be 'rebuilt'. Since it was a software issue, I would have to pay a fee (hardware is covered with parts and labor for 3 years.) Because I don't really know what the hell I'm doing when it comes to computers (no mentoring, no manuals, just a lot of hoping that intuitive choices will be the right ones) I was glad to pay up, secretly relieved that no blood sacrifices would be required and my sanity would be spared from trying to figure it out myself. "Tony" turned on the computer and said, "What all this?! You got too much junk here! Don't fill up computer with so much junk!" Of course, Tony was initially critical of what I wanted under the hood of this baby. "Two hard drives?! 120 gig each?! No, no no! You build cadillac when you only need toyota! You no need all this!" I had a print out of what Adobe Premiere Pro 1.5 needed, so he did back off, mollified by the requirements printed in black and white.
Anyway, a hour later he declared the computer fixed and carried it out to the car for me, giving me another lecture about not putting too much junk on the computer. Strangely, his judgemental henpecking does not annoy me. Okay, maybe a little, but he does seem to know what he's doing. I work with doctors, so I guess a tolerance for an irritating personality is quite acceptable to me if they know what they're doing.
And I took my computer home, and loaded it right back up with a lot of "junk." Junk is in the eye of the beholder in my opinion. I think Tony values programs to burn movies and music, and play games. I am a fan, and therefore a compulsive communicator, minoring in all things media. The reason I bought a big ol' honkin computer was so I *could* load it up with all those cool programs.
So far, everything is purring smoothly...both the shiny new computer and the great orange tabby laying on my feet.
Anyway, a hour later he declared the computer fixed and carried it out to the car for me, giving me another lecture about not putting too much junk on the computer. Strangely, his judgemental henpecking does not annoy me. Okay, maybe a little, but he does seem to know what he's doing. I work with doctors, so I guess a tolerance for an irritating personality is quite acceptable to me if they know what they're doing.
And I took my computer home, and loaded it right back up with a lot of "junk."
So far, everything is purring smoothly...both the shiny new computer and the great orange tabby laying on my feet.
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Date: 2004-08-16 09:04 am (UTC)BWAHAHAHA! Snork...gurgle... I can relate....!
More comments on your other posts when I have more time.