I hate computers.
I’ve been having trouble getting information from Ancestry UK, which is why the Heeley article wasn’t as well researched as it could have been. I had cleared my cache/browsing history as recommended but was putting the other actions off, as messing with computers is always bad news.
Tonight I deactivated my browser extensions. No, I haven’t a clue what they are, why they are necessary or why I ever needed them if I can, it seems, do without them.
Then, as that didn’t work, I downloaded a new version of Chrome. Probably. I’m not sure there is a new version for those of us running XP or Vista.
Anyway, after a wild white-knuckle ride of button pressing and trepidation I still have a functioning computer. I still don’t have a functioning Ancestry site and I’m having to enter passwords every time I visit a site, but it’s mostly working so thank goodness for small mercies. I’ve attempted things with computers that have ended far less well than this.
I always say I’ll make regular back-ups and all that stuff but I never do. It’s a serious worry that all over the world nuclear missiles are being controlled by computers, and computers are in a perpetual state of decay. It starts with a gradual slowing, moves on to shedding various functions, like Ancestry, and ends up launching a missile at someone who retaliates automatically and triggers Armageddon.
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There is, of course, the possibility that computers hate me, which would explain a lot.
In an alternate universe, where they don’t trust computers they put the nuclear bombs under the care of highly trained teenage soldiers, who are likely to push the red button to see what happens. Or they may let computer geeks look after them. That’s unlikely to end well either.
While I’m here, did you know you can buy glow in the dark coins? I didn’t until someone asked if we wanted to buy one last week. We’ve had ones with copper from HMS Victory, bits of Avro Lancaster bomber and bits of meteorite embedded in them, even ascratch and sniff pizza coin, but never one that glowed in the dark.
They are advertised as “irradiated“, which is not the first word I would choose if I was trying to sell something. It’s close to “bubonic” and “carcinogenic” on the list of words you wouldn’t expect to see in an advert.
In the manner of these things, once I started looking I learned things I hadn’t realised I didn’t know. I had never heard of these, for instance.
I can empathise … I actually repel technology 🙂
It’s tricky stuff – like electricity but with added malice. It may not kill you, but it can make life miserable at times. We will have to eat more cake, misery cannot survive a nice piece of cake.
Cake is the answer to most questions 🙂
🙂 I’m sure that cake could be the basis of a new school of philosophy.
I have loved computers ever since I bought a ZX81 but they still drive me crazy. Passwords are a big part of the nightmare.
Yes, passwords are a problem. A friend of mine used a ZX-81 to try and break the Casino at Blackpool. It didn’t work…
You’ll have to wait for grandchildren
I thought that about the kids. They have grown up to be able to do complicated things on computers but nothing useful for me.
🙂
Grateful to live with a computer geek.
There’s really no more I can add. 🙂
Glow in the dark coins and irradiated dimes are new to me! I learn something new here all the time. 🙂
And don’t forget the one that smells like pizza!
They had one in the shop once, the year before I joined them. I’m told it came in a small pizza box and really did smell like pizza.
🙂 They used to call cigarette cards The Poor Man’s Encyclopaedia. I like to think I am carrying on the work, though I do learn a lot from you too.