Laptop Saga and my New Reputation
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The plan is that I'll send manuscripts, photos, blog posts, and butterfly kisses back to the good old US of A by way of these here internets. This poses a small problem, as my current laptop is the equivalent of the overloaded, swaybacked, moth eaten, ribby, knock kneed, toothless donkey they always put in the background of travel shots to show how authentic the ambiance is. The ambiance around here is so damn authentic, you'd think my internet access was actually powered by underfed turnspit dogs.To solve this problem, I made the mature and rational decision to spend the larger part of my entire worldly wealth on a new pooter. I dillied, dallied, and dithered as firefox got crashier and boot up got slower, and the disc drive started to make foreboding sounds. Finally, yesterday, I manned up, got out my wallet, and ordered my new laptop.
I spent a good deal of time yesterday wiggling with anticipation and waiting for a shipping notice, until I received a phone call notifying me that my credit card had been flagged for fraud. Yes, I am such a poor skinflint that buying a cheapo netbook made me look like a totally different, probably cooler, person. So I girded my loins and dialed up my local MegaCorpFundBank to set everything straight.Straight to hold. They had all of TWO songs on their hold line. Neither one could be any newer than the last 20 years, and neither was very tuneful. One of them even started with a crackly drum solo that exactly mimicked the sound of someone picking up a phone, causing me to start like Pavlov's dog every time it started up. Interspersed between these two songs were multiple nasal assurances that my call was important and that a representative would be with me any moment.
Finally, my call got picked up. The MegaCorp grunt that took my call was not in India or Pakistan or Peru. I know this for sure, because only a braindead american teenager could master that level of mumble. He was so unclear that most of the conversation went like this.On an unrelated and somewhat shorter note, a silly thing from Personality Psychology class today. I got there a little early with my laptop all ready to take notes. As I'm sitting there, waiting forever for it to boot, I remembered that I'd picked up some screen cleaning wipes to combat the hideous goo that's been building up on my screen and keyboard. I fished them out of my bag and industriously used the extra time to scrub down my computer and return it to a non-sticky state of being.Later on in the class, during a very interesting discussion of OCD and the situations in which it occurs, I confessed that I had a few months of compulsive behavior after my uncle died last year, which went away on its own. Totally OCD free now, no worries, mostly normal.Only hours later did I realize that anyone who sat next to me at class today saw me spend a good ten minutes scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing my computer with alcohol wipes before class started. Gah. They probably think I'm Monk now. |
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Author Resource:-
Revenge Season 1 Episode 6 Megavideo or Criminal Minds Season 7 Episode 6 Megavideo
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By :
Abdul Lahanah
Submitted
2011-10-26 13:49:03 |
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