GrumpyNintendo
In the shower this morning, I remembered playing Nintendo at my neighbors house when I was just a kid. Don't ask me why.
My friend's father forbid us from pausing any Nintendo game. Why you ask?
He didn't want the video game heads to wear a blank spot in the tape.
It always used to piss me off that we couldn't pause a video game because he didn't understand how it worked nor would he actually take the time to listen to us when we tried to educate him on the inner workings of a video game console.
Even back then the idiots got on my nerves.
HACKED!!
This happened months ago, but I was thinking about it tonight, so I have decided to post it before I forget again.
I'm sitting in my office minding my own business when Martie comes to my doorway with an emergency. I follow her to her desk as she explains.
"My PC is beeping and that usually means it has been compromised," she says.
"Compromised?", I ask, holding back the laughter.
"Yes, it is beeping, which means I've probably been hacked," she explains.
Sure enough, I get to her cube and there’s beeping.
Well, I begin to listen and follow the sound. I leave her cube and head toward the kitchen. The beeping gets louder. I make my way across the kitchen and find the source of the beeping:
The five thousand dollar fancy stainless refrigerator.
Apparently, it beeps if the door is left open for an extended period of time. Beep....beep...beep. Damned refrigerator hackers.
Connective Tissue
When I first called the database consultant (see Choices), she made me wait until her husband was finished working on the printer. I assured her it had nothing to do with what we are doing with our remote session, but she wanted to be safe.
What was her husband doing you ask?
He was changing out the "ink cartilage".
Harry Potter
Two Mac stories in a row. What are the odds?
So there I am, sitting in the server room trying to mind my own business. One of our "outside consultants" comes in and says she needs help getting her new computer connected to our printer. The outside consultants wait on no one, so I jump up and we walk to her desk.
On the way over, I ask what she bought. A Mac. She calls it Harry Potter because it is so tiny and cute. My bad attitude turns from bad to worse. I tell her I doubt I can get it on the network because I don't know how, (nor am I willing to learn how to). Nor do I want to change my network to make it work with a Mac. (On a side note, you Mac people can keep your suggestions and comments to yourselves. I simply don't want to hear it.)
Anyway, I sit down at her PC, and what do I see? She is running Windows XP in Parallels. I installed the networked printer in XP in about 6.2 seconds. Now the fun begins:
"Why did you buy a Mac," I ask.
"Because they are better," she responds.
"Then why run XP inside of it," I ask.
"Because I need Office," she responds.
"So, what do you use the Mac for besides Windows XP Office," I ask.
"Surfing the internet," are her last words.
So, let me point out the stupidity, stupidity that I believe every Mac user shares.
1. Buy a Mac because you think it is better. Mostly because of the cool commercials.
2. Immediately load the OS that you wanted to avoid in the first place, Windows XP.
3. Load an application into XP that is readily available for Mac.
4. Use your new tiny shiny trendy artsy fartsy "better personal computer" to mostly surf the internet.
I congratulate Apple on a great marketing campaign. I pity those who buy into it. Idiots.
