I just got back from speaking to a computer technician. It was a nightmare! There isn't that much wrong with my computer; you see, my niece was playing with the power cord and she pushed it in too far. It needs to be opened and the socked needs to be readjusted. The technician told me that if there isn't any additional damage, the job would take 30 minutes--tops. I was deliriously happy! I smiled my BIGGEST smile, and told him that I would stick around while he did his magic.
"I have other jobs before yours," he said, "so I won't be able to touch your machine (what's up with guys calling laptops machines?) until this afternoon."
"That's fine," I assured him. "I'll be more than happy to bring it by this afternoon and wait for it then."
"What? You don't trust me or something?" He didn't look happy.
"Oh no!" My eyes almost popped out of my face. "Is not that... well, kind of, but I promise it is not you. I just had a really bad experience and now am a bit paranoid. Please try to understand."
He didn't try to understand. "I don't like people looking over my shoulder while I work, so you can go somewhere else."
I stood in the middle of his 8x8 computer shop staring at my lifeless laptop, and holding back angry tears. I couldn't believe I was back at square one.
I need to fix this laptop soon. I've backed up all my writing, minus the work I did the night prior to this issue, but I can not access my external hard drive with my brother's computer. I wish I could just go and get another laptop, but you know the economy... I'm on a budget... blah... blah... blah...
Well, I'm going to continue to use my brother's computer for now, but I need to focus on this issue. I'm going to be partially off the radar until I figure something out. Send me positive energy, a thick-skinned computer technician (or a check lol) to see if I can't get out of this situation soon.
Many hugs my Wicked Darlings. Computer-less woman OUT!