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MorganGrayson · 11-07-2005

"The cobbler's children always go barefoot."

I want that on a placque to hang over my desk. My husband, whom I affectionately refer to as a "computer jockey," can repair other people's computers off the top of his head while multi-tasking, through MSNMsgr. He's got a few sideline jobs with people that call him when their systems break. He has a friend and the two of them used to cannibilize computers and reassemble them to sell at the swap meet.

You'd think my machine would always run like a finely tuned Swiss watch, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong.

The line that nearly made me resort to physical violence was:

"That can't happen."

I screamed like a banshee several times, until he finally agreed to stop saying it...EVER. About anything. He finally came to admit that just because he'd never encountered the error/whatever before, and that there was no logical reason in his experience for it to have occured...it did, in fact, occur and if he didn't find a way to fix it his beloved wife was going to start throwing heavy objects at his head.

The only machine that he's ever met that has given him problems he can't fix is mine. There's a moral here, but I'll be damned if I can figure out what it is.

11-07-2005	#4
MorganGrayson None $100 for every ImLive sign-up Join Date: Apr 2004 Posts: 4,321	Re: Your System Is At Risk.... "The cobbler's children always go barefoot." I want that on a placque to hang over my desk. My husband, whom I affectionately refer to as a "computer jockey," can repair other people's computers off the top of his head while multi-tasking, through MSNMsgr. He's got a few sideline jobs with people that call him when their systems break. He has a friend and the two of them used to cannibilize computers and reassemble them to sell at the swap meet. You'd think my machine would always run like a finely tuned Swiss watch, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong. The line that nearly made me resort to physical violence was: "That can't happen." I screamed like a banshee several times, until he finally agreed to stop saying it...EVER. About anything. He finally came to admit that just because he'd never encountered the error/whatever before, and that there was no logical reason in his experience for it to have occured...it did, in fact, occur and if he didn't find a way to fix it his beloved wife was going to start throwing heavy objects at his head. The only machine that he's ever met that has given him problems he can't fix is mine. There's a moral here, but I'll be damned if I can figure out what it is.