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        End of A friendship--The Saga Continues

 
 
I finally did it.  After weeks of frustration, and with encouragement from Ray,
I finally broke off a seven year relationship with my ancient Compaq. 
It's not for the want of trying on my part.  I cajoled, I pleaded, I even yelled
at it.  Ray tried many times to intervene with little success.  So I decided to
dump it for a newer model ( the computer, of course--there will never be
a model that could replace Ray).
 
I admitted defeat when the computer started stealing large chunks of my
sentences as I typed them and would refuse to display them on my monitor. 
Enough is enough.  No wonder I have high blood pressure. Could it possibly
be because I was working with a computer that ate my words, hiccoughed
and then fell asleep?
 
 
It was time for a new computer.  Computers intimidate me.  Computer
salesmen...well, we won't even go there.  When they start talking "gigahertz,
megabytes, kilowatts, and bells & whistles" my mind blanks over, I get that
doe-caught-in-the-headlights look and after that they can make anything sound
like a sweet deal.  I persuaded Ray to come along and do the dealing for me.
Ray loves buying computers and he is very good at "computer speak".
 
 
After about two hours of discussions and comparing many different makes and
models I became the proud owner of a new computer--a nice shiny silver
computer with a 19 inch matching monitor and lots of "bells & whistles". 
It even has a "double layer burning 8.5 GB max capacity" DVD burner.
Imagine that!  Unfortunately all my work is on 3 1/2 inch floppy disks and 
I didn't get a drive for those.
 
So that should be the happy end to my story right.  Right!!!  After the usual day
to install all my programs I was ready to learn how to operate this new marvel. 
After a few days I became a little more familiar with Windows XP and was
starting to enjoy this new relationship.  I don't know if I am cursed, but on
day 5 my computer got sick.  The next day it died.  Ray tried everything he
could to restore it, but even the restore disc couldn't revive the computer.
All we could get was "click, click, click...click, click, click..."  The technician on
the phone agreed it sounded very serious.  The courtship was memorable
but very short.
 
 
I liked that computer so much that I decided to get the same again and this
time I made the right choice.  We now spend a lot of time together. 
And when I turn it on in the morning I am presented with a field of beautiful
yellow tulips.  My new computer learned quickly how to make me happy!

                                      Marion de Man

 

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