Problems problems…
I guess it doesn’t matter how much you fix things – in a general sense – if you don’t really know what is broken. I mean, I have been going slightly mad by degrees since this computer badness started happening because the minute you get one thing working somthing else craps out.
The whole “why is it only my profile that does not work” thing has been met with sniggers and sarcasm all around as well as derogatory comments about my skill and aptitude. And I have been trying to explain that the damned thing is possessed. I have stood over it reciting vade retro satana in a booming voice, unnerving my co-workers and they say it’s not the computer, it’s me.
Turns out I was right all along! Ha! Vengence is mine!
It is the computer. It’s not me – I am not being persecuted by the minor God of Computer Fuck-up. It might sound like a bad thing, but it really isn’t. It’s actually a good thing. Because now that we know what’s wrong we can bloody well fix it!!!
And I shall decend upon the tech like the mighty wrath of the minor God of Get It Done until he does.
Good thing too, I’ getting sick of hearing myself bitch about it.
ROL
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