Being, you know, proficient...
Some of you loyal readers (and is it the trend these days to cap your readership at 3? Because I'm not sure I could meet that quota...oooo) may remember that a while back, my lousy, no good, crap for brains printer up and left me behind. Figuratively.
Really, the bastard is sitting on my desk, taking up precious clutter space. I mean it's not enough that he doesn't print what I need, but I have to be organized too. I've had just about enough, but what I do not have enough of is money, and new printers cost money.
So anyway, there I was, yesterday morning, trying to putz around on the computer and check my mail before class. Some of the professors like to e-mail handouts for students to print, so in the hopes of getting an extra 10 minutes of "room time," I was trying to see whether my Lit professor had sent us any files to print. Which he had. But I didn't know that.
With 20 minutes before class starting, I had no clue what to do, because something (don't ask me what) was disabled in the hardware department. And I'm pretty sure it had been enabled before, because before, it didn't get stuck on the stupid start-up screen telling me to choose between F2 or F11.
I chose F11, because I thought it was just my computer bitching to me about a stomach ache or something. The way I was raised, unless our heads were hanging on by our spinal cords, and even those had been worn away to the very fibers of being, we went to school, or Temple or whatever function we might have wanted to stay away from on account of being sick.
So there was no way I was going to let my computer off the hook this soon before class. But he got me back. Bastard wouldn't recognize the Ethernet (plug, card, USB port, whatever, it said NO).
I wouldn't stand for this. Even if I only use the high-speed internet capabilities for menial tasks (like updating!! haha! For three people!! hahahahahaha!), I was not about to let the inanimate computer keep me from the World Wide Web....And definitely not about to let him let me suffer a crappy grade in a Lit class I actually really enjoy.
I took a breath and I smacked that reset button into oblivion. And when that stupid ugly MS-DOSy looking set-up screen dealie reared its nauseous face once more, I took the road less traveled and decided to see what had gone wrong. And do you know what?
I fixed it!! I figured out all that techno mumbo-jumbo and I enabled whatever needed to be enabled and it was fabulous!!! And it was my ego boost for the day!!!
So after class, armed with said confidence (and the buzz from being prepared for class and flying in just under the radar), I decided to tackle Swiggy (the POS printer)...
He still sucks. What can say? I fixed the problem of the cartridge dealie getting caught, so now it actually moves. But I'm afraid I may have fucked up the actual ink cartridge. Whatever.
The point is, I fixed my computer. EXCLAMATION POINTS ALL THE WAY!!!!!
Really, the bastard is sitting on my desk, taking up precious clutter space. I mean it's not enough that he doesn't print what I need, but I have to be organized too. I've had just about enough, but what I do not have enough of is money, and new printers cost money.
So anyway, there I was, yesterday morning, trying to putz around on the computer and check my mail before class. Some of the professors like to e-mail handouts for students to print, so in the hopes of getting an extra 10 minutes of "room time," I was trying to see whether my Lit professor had sent us any files to print. Which he had. But I didn't know that.
With 20 minutes before class starting, I had no clue what to do, because something (don't ask me what) was disabled in the hardware department. And I'm pretty sure it had been enabled before, because before, it didn't get stuck on the stupid start-up screen telling me to choose between F2 or F11.
I chose F11, because I thought it was just my computer bitching to me about a stomach ache or something. The way I was raised, unless our heads were hanging on by our spinal cords, and even those had been worn away to the very fibers of being, we went to school, or Temple or whatever function we might have wanted to stay away from on account of being sick.
So there was no way I was going to let my computer off the hook this soon before class. But he got me back. Bastard wouldn't recognize the Ethernet (plug, card, USB port, whatever, it said NO).
I wouldn't stand for this. Even if I only use the high-speed internet capabilities for menial tasks (like updating!! haha! For three people!! hahahahahaha!), I was not about to let the inanimate computer keep me from the World Wide Web....And definitely not about to let him let me suffer a crappy grade in a Lit class I actually really enjoy.
I took a breath and I smacked that reset button into oblivion. And when that stupid ugly MS-DOSy looking set-up screen dealie reared its nauseous face once more, I took the road less traveled and decided to see what had gone wrong. And do you know what?
I fixed it!! I figured out all that techno mumbo-jumbo and I enabled whatever needed to be enabled and it was fabulous!!! And it was my ego boost for the day!!!
So after class, armed with said confidence (and the buzz from being prepared for class and flying in just under the radar), I decided to tackle Swiggy (the POS printer)...
He still sucks. What can say? I fixed the problem of the cartridge dealie getting caught, so now it actually moves. But I'm afraid I may have fucked up the actual ink cartridge. Whatever.
The point is, I fixed my computer. EXCLAMATION POINTS ALL THE WAY!!!!!
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