so i order a tim hortons sausage bagel belt and i get it and it has a slice of not ripe tomato with a white core
FUCKERS ... Im spittin' egg mad!
Fathers who get their PCs infected with **** viruses every 6 months. And parents who divvy jobs up amongst their kids.
My father gets his PC infected with some virus or another every 6 months or so. I formatted it because of one less than a year ago, and probably 6 months later he got another one but I was able to clean it up with Malware Bytes or some other scan. He also hates Windows 7 because it doesn't look like XP which is what he learned on so when I have to reinstall everything I then get bitched at because it doesn't look like the way he had it set up.
I do feel bad for him, he does a ton of stuff on it even ordering his groceries but whenever something goes wrong with it its a life and death emergency and I get repeated texts and phone calls. We argue with him that if its so important to him then stop downloading **** on it. This is really a talk every son wants to have with his 75 year old father. So its Monday and even though I am at work the texts are flying about his machine.
Which brings me to my other point; I live half an hour from him. My brother lives about a quarter mile from him. Somehow the PC problems are mine to fix.
I am lucky enough to have a family full of PC illiterates. My father lives in NJ, I live in Pittsburgh. He is 77 and tries to run his business via PC. He does reasonably well but when he can't figure things out, gets a virus, etc, he calls me. And only me. My sister lives nearby but when I visit her house I usually spend a few hours decontaminating her PC and fixing all the electronic devices her and my moronic nieces and nephews have screwed up.
I explained to my dad recently that performing tech support over the phone for him is like trying to explain what the color blue looks like to a blind person. Next time I'm out there I need to install a remote desktop, but I always forget when I'm there. Anyway, I feel your pain Comeds.
Fathers who get their PCs infected with **** viruses every 6 months. And parents who divvy jobs up amongst their kids.
My father gets his PC infected with some virus or another every 6 months or so. I formatted it because of one less than a year ago, and probably 6 months later he got another one but I was able to clean it up with Malware Bytes or some other scan. He also hates Windows 7 because it doesn't look like XP which is what he learned on so when I have to reinstall everything I then get bitched at because it doesn't look like the way he had it set up.
I do feel bad for him, he does a ton of stuff on it even ordering his groceries but whenever something goes wrong with it its a life and death emergency and I get repeated texts and phone calls. We argue with him that if its so important to him then stop downloading **** on it. This is really a talk every son wants to have with his 75 year old father. So its Monday and even though I am at work the texts are flying about his machine.
Which brings me to my other point; I live half an hour from him. My brother lives about a quarter mile from him. Somehow the PC problems are mine to fix.
I am lucky enough to have a family full of PC illiterates. My father lives in NJ, I live in Pittsburgh. He is 77 and tries to run his business via PC. He does reasonably well but when he can't figure things out, gets a virus, etc, he calls me. And only me. My sister lives nearby but when I visit her house I usually spend a few hours decontaminating her PC and fixing all the electronic devices her and my moronic nieces and nephews have screwed up.
I explained to my dad recently that performing tech support over the phone for him is like trying to explain what the color blue looks like to a blind person. Next time I'm out there I need to install a remote desktop, but I always forget when I'm there. Anyway, I feel your pain Comeds.
I am lucky enough to have a family full of PC illiterates. My father lives in NJ, I live in Pittsburgh. He is 77 and tries to run his business via PC. He does reasonably well but when he can't figure things out, gets a virus, etc, he calls me. And only me. My sister lives nearby but when I visit her house I usually spend a few hours decontaminating her PC and fixing all the electronic devices her and my moronic nieces and nephews have screwed up.
I explained to my dad recently that performing tech support over the phone for him is like trying to explain what the color blue looks like to a blind person. Next time I'm out there I need to install a remote desktop, but I always forget when I'm there. Anyway, I feel your pain Comeds.
My job is driving me nuts again. A very important piece of equipment broke over the weekend. Between Monday and Tuesday, I spent 24 hours trying to fix it, but I failed. Now I'll have to send it back, spend a boatload of money, and have another down week while its being fixed.
I'm starting to think I just suck at my job.
C'mon now. I am sure you did all you could do, and as much as others could have done. Chin up.
Enjoy your week off!
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"Nothing makes me smile more than the muscles in my face."
Your signature is fantastic. Is it new or have I just not noticed it?
Maryland drivers drive me nuts.
But sitting on Assateague Island with my feet in the sand most certainly does not.
Maryland drivers drive me nuts.
But sitting on Assateague Island with my feet in the sand most certainly does not.