It was an ugly scene that went down something like this...
Me: Thank God I'm almost done with this.
Computer: Thank God you're almost done with this.
Me: Hmmm, I think computer is complaining, I better hit save before it becomes a dick.
Computer: Hey asshole, I'm going to fuck you up, time is running out.
Me: Holy crap, how long can it take to save a 65MB file?
Computer: Hold your horses asshole, I'm tired and you haven't given me a break all day.
Me: Okay, file saved, now lets get a little more done then I'll write my blog. Sound good?
Computer: Fuck you, I'm going to bed. (the melt down begins)
Me: No! Fuck YOU!
Computer: Don't you dare hit the power button.
Me: Fuck that you fucking fucker, I'm turning you on again because I have a blog to write.
Computer: Stop waking me up! Fuck you, I'm going back to sleep.
Me: No. No, no, no...FUCK YOU!
And so it went on. Power on, power off, power on, power off. Poor Computer was just plain tired and at that point I realized I was too. We fought for almost an hour until I threw in the towel and said my last, "Fuck you" before going to bed.
My relationship with Computer seems to be much better today. I think we both just needed a good night's rest. So what did I learn yesterday? Always, always, always hit save before adding more shit to an already overloaded file.
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