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elsajeniMy computer has apparently contracted a virus of some sort, and so I have poked at my virus-fixing program with pointy sticks until it agreed to look around and see if there was a virus.
Ten minutes later, it says, "There's a virus. Want me to fix it?"
I hate when computer products do this. "The program died. Want to close it?" No, I want to leave it sitting there being dead and screwing up my ability to work, thanks. So, needless to say, I lost all sense of proportion and shouted at the computer, "No! I want to invite it to a fucking tea party! OBVIOUSLY!" while clicking the "yes" button.
My roommate thinks I am very strange now. Although possibly she has good reason, since I also threatened the computer with a lightsaber belonging to a tiny Lego version of Luke Skywalker.
Ten minutes later, it says, "There's a virus. Want me to fix it?"
I hate when computer products do this. "The program died. Want to close it?" No, I want to leave it sitting there being dead and screwing up my ability to work, thanks. So, needless to say, I lost all sense of proportion and shouted at the computer, "No! I want to invite it to a fucking tea party! OBVIOUSLY!" while clicking the "yes" button.
My roommate thinks I am very strange now. Although possibly she has good reason, since I also threatened the computer with a lightsaber belonging to a tiny Lego version of Luke Skywalker.