As I’ve said before, I’m a Mac Man! I work hard, I have integrity and I like to do things in the most efficient way. It appears this PC disagrees with me. The proof is in this very page. It has two lines on it now, but once was a nice, quaint little finalized article. Why is it gone? Well, I put trust in the PC and didn’t click save. That was my first mistake. It decided to take this blog and crash it into the ground (after five minutes of not responding to my mouse-clicking, enter-smacking, end-task striking rampage). Maybe I should give it the benefit of the doubt. It’s early, so maybe it was tired. It’s also Friday, so maybe it had a big weekend it was looking forward to. Maybe it was sick. I don’t know, but I’m frustrated. I couldn’t help but think of what my job would look like if I adopted the work ethic of this very PC.
I could come into work and take my sweet time getting all warmed up and ready. Then, when the boss tells me to do a task, I’ll put up my finger (the hourglass of the human) as to say, “hang on a minute.” Hey, I’m starting the task on my own time here. I will then do the project my own way. When the boss wants a certain word here or there, I’ll autocorrect it to how I feel it should be written. Halfway through, I’ll freeze up. With arms crossed, I’ll stare at my boss and mentally shut down. What can my boss do about it? Trust me to send my own error report somewhere that nobody will read? Bah!
No, PC, get you’re green-squiggly line off of here. My grammar is just fine, thank you very much. Don’t insult my intelligence. Now what is it PC? Oh great! A red-squiggly line! Wait a minute, let me check. . .
Oh fine, I’ll give you that one PC. Thanks for helping me spell squiggly.
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