Freakin' Computer

So, for the last few weeks at work, I have been having problems with my computer at work. First of all, it's archaic. Second, it's .....well, it's just archaic.

Then, I got a virus. Know how I got a virus?? I was shopping for fabric on the internet. That's it. Nothing shady or illegal. Just wanted to buy some cute fabric to make some bags to sell on etsy. And....BAM -- 'your computer is infected...'

So, I spend most of last week trying to fix it myself, something I will shamelessly say I suck at. Meanwhile, the sad computer is getting sicker and sadder, and by now barely functions. I cannot access Quickbooks, which pretty much IS my job. I have to do payroll by hand.....Does anyone is this generation realize how tedious this is?

So, I break down and call for help.

During one of my many lunchtime runs to Hardee's (I know -- bleh), I noticed a sign that said "One Geek." Something about computer repair. I figure...'hey, they can fix my piece of cra- er, computer!' So, I call and make an appointment.

Of course, this is Wednesday afternoon. We are leaving in the morning to go camping. So, it must wait till Monday.

Monday comes and with it, my 'geek' to fix the computer. He was super-nice and super-smart, and was able to subdue the evil virus. (Plus, he smelled really really good, which is never a bad thing) Of course, it did not sit well with my self esteem that I'm pretty sure he is younger than me.

Geez! When did I get this old?!

Anyway, back to the computer....
Well, the virus was gone, but Quickbooks was still troubling me. I couldn't get on the server (which we have NO password for?!). The 'geek' returned today (even after 'he who must not be named' was rude to him on the phone) and fixed the Quickbooks. But, he told me that the computer will pretty much die soon....it will just stop working. Great.

So, on the positive side of things, I will get a new computer for my office. Unfortunately, it may take Dad 7-10 months to actually make a decision to buy one......by which time I'll be stealing a computer from another office. Or, have died a slow death from impatience.

At least I still have my sewing machine.