Oldies vs Computers
As someone who is "good with computers" I get a lot of calls from people who've got problems. Some of them even have problems with their computers.
Back many years ago working for a telecoms company, I was called to a senior secretary who "had put a disk into the drive and couldn't get it out". She had one of the first Mac II machines with two drive slots. But only one drive.
Opening up the case revealed stacks of floppy disks that she'd been posting through the hole in the case for weeks. She'd only decided there was a problem when her boss wanted one of them back...
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 13:58)
As someone who is "good with computers" I get a lot of calls from people who've got problems. Some of them even have problems with their computers.
Back many years ago working for a telecoms company, I was called to a senior secretary who "had put a disk into the drive and couldn't get it out". She had one of the first Mac II machines with two drive slots. But only one drive.
Opening up the case revealed stacks of floppy disks that she'd been posting through the hole in the case for weeks. She'd only decided there was a problem when her boss wanted one of them back...
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 13:58)
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Pearoast from the"My computer gave away my secrets" QOTW.
I was daft enough to get both my Mum and my Dad a computer each. They're divorced, it's so inconvenient to make them share one...
One day while trying to find a file my Dad had lost (turns out it was on a CD, never actually on the hard disk) I came across some pictures of ladies in the all-together. Fair play to him I say. And would have left it at that.
Except about 10 seconds after my discovery he comes barreling up the stairs, incoherently blabbering something about not looking in a certain folder because "I've already checked there".
I took some perverse pleasure in saying "You're right, it's just full of porn."
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 15:06, Reply)
I was daft enough to get both my Mum and my Dad a computer each. They're divorced, it's so inconvenient to make them share one...
One day while trying to find a file my Dad had lost (turns out it was on a CD, never actually on the hard disk) I came across some pictures of ladies in the all-together. Fair play to him I say. And would have left it at that.
Except about 10 seconds after my discovery he comes barreling up the stairs, incoherently blabbering something about not looking in a certain folder because "I've already checked there".
I took some perverse pleasure in saying "You're right, it's just full of porn."
( , Fri 22 Sep 2006, 15:06, Reply)
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