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My work computer hates me. As in it seriously wants to get me fired for looking like a total moron. Here's the lastest installment of my drama that is...As the Harddrive Turns
I get in to work about 45 minutes early. The store manager wasn't there yet, so I listened to Howard for a little bit while waiting for him. He gets in and I'm sitting at my desk at about 7:45 when I usually get here at about 8:30. Anyway, I log into my compy and go to print my morning reports. The fun is as follows.
Me: Open storis.
It: Server error. Cannot read from source.
Me: Um...ok. Open email.
It: Unable to connect.
Me: Damn. Restart server.
Server: I'm a good little server! restart!
Me: Ok, open windows.
It: Welcome to windows! You've never been here before! You're going to have to reconfigured EVERYTHING.
Me: ....fuck.
Thirty Minutes Later
It: Ok, icons fixed, storis fixed (or as fixed as it gets), mail fixed and restored, internet bookmarks not found.
Me: My hate burns for you like a thousand suns.
It: Good!
Anyway, it's back to normal. Kind of.
In other news I had a very nice weekend. The rain made it very nice and cozy. Spent a lot of time with Barry and his computer. Had dinner with Mom on Saturday, then dinner with Barry's family on Saturday. The only cooking I did was Sunday morning. I'm made a mountain of pancakes for him and his roomie. It was tres fun, plus I didn't have to clean up! Glee!
I get in to work about 45 minutes early. The store manager wasn't there yet, so I listened to Howard for a little bit while waiting for him. He gets in and I'm sitting at my desk at about 7:45 when I usually get here at about 8:30. Anyway, I log into my compy and go to print my morning reports. The fun is as follows.
Me: Open storis.
It: Server error. Cannot read from source.
Me: Um...ok. Open email.
It: Unable to connect.
Me: Damn. Restart server.
Server: I'm a good little server! restart!
Me: Ok, open windows.
It: Welcome to windows! You've never been here before! You're going to have to reconfigured EVERYTHING.
Me: ....fuck.
Thirty Minutes Later
It: Ok, icons fixed, storis fixed (or as fixed as it gets), mail fixed and restored, internet bookmarks not found.
Me: My hate burns for you like a thousand suns.
It: Good!
Anyway, it's back to normal. Kind of.
In other news I had a very nice weekend. The rain made it very nice and cozy. Spent a lot of time with Barry and his computer. Had dinner with Mom on Saturday, then dinner with Barry's family on Saturday. The only cooking I did was Sunday morning. I'm made a mountain of pancakes for him and his roomie. It was tres fun, plus I didn't have to clean up! Glee!