Friends and fam could easily attest to
just how much I enjoy my laptop. I'd
be the first to admit to being a techno-
virgin, but at least I get the basics of
e-mail and Facebook. I even know
how to look up things on Google . . .
Give the lady a prize!
Each time I'm finished e-mailing or
taking a peek at fb, I lean my computer
against my side table and go to sleep.
Once in a great while, I'll hear it slide
to the floor or fall over. I'll reiterate,
this has happened very, very seldom.
I woke up to no internet at the new year.
I assumed the wind had damaged the
pole up the hill and surely a technician
would be fixing it soonish. Three days
went by and nothing, so I called my
provider. The gal walked me through
all the steps and concluded that the
problem was the computer. Damn!
It was only two degrees outside and
my guy wasn't going anywhere . . .
so I thought I'd try a little ld repair.
I held the computer about six inches
from the floor and dropped it. And
guess what?! Instant internet . . .
Want me to work on your computer?
silly old woman
beware spellcasts in progress
harridan at large
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