We had an interesting day in the shop today, but I expect you gathered that from the title. I really need to work on my titles. They should tantalise rather than tell all in the first few words.
Last week, which I don’t think I have told you, I switched on my computer in the shop and it wouldn’t go. We eventually narrowed this down to a power supply issue. Apparently the flashing amber lights that happen when a computer breaks down aren’t random, they are a coded breakdown message.
We rang the customer who attends to our computer needs and he was on his way to the airport for a holiday. He said that we should disconnect the computer from the mains, take the cover off, look for a silver box, take the serial number off it and see if we could buy another on eBay. Even an idiot can replace it, he said. No chance. I’ve done that sort of thing before and I know how the story ends. Tears, regrets and the smell of burning…
So this morning, being first in, I switched the other computer on. A few minutes later I noticed it didn’t seem to be working, so I did it again in case I had done it wrong.
Again, nothing. So I tried a third time and sat and watched the screen. According to the message that flashed briefly onto the screen before it went dead, it can’t find the hard drive. Seems simple enough to me, and if I can do it you’d think something with a brain like a computer would be able to do it.
I tried switching it on and off a few times. Disconnected all the plugs and stuff, then plugged them all back in. Tried again. Administered a good sharp tap to the top of the case. All the usual.
I am developing a bit of a reputation for breaking computers.
I decided to make a cup of coffee, but having developed a sixth sense about these things over the years, sniffed the milk first. We had black coffee. After years of inadequate refrigeration on farms and in shops you soon learn that the question “One lump or two?” doesn’t always refer to the sugar.
So everything was off – and you call that interesting?
In the absence of ponies, gales and dead-heading my existence is generally humdrum and dull compared to your action-packed days.
🙂
Then you must go forth and ind adventure. 🙂
I’ll get on with it! 🙂
Inadequate refrigeration and failing computers at work. What fun you have! I’m glad you sniffed the milk first 😀
The milk sniffing season starts in May and goes through to September. We were going to have a proper fridge in this shop but there is no room after we packed in all the stock.
Technology!?!?!?
That’s roughly what I said. 🙂
There are other definitions of interesting.
🙂 Certainly are. I’ll bet that yours includes a bicycle…
Possibly….or a camera.
🙂
Good thing you sniffed first!
This is where old age and cynicism pay off. A younger, more optimistic person would have merely poured and, as the milk was in one lump, the consequences could have been appalling. 🙂
Yup. Yuck.