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I hate computers.

Got a problem? I'm your man. I tame computers with my mighty 10010 whip. I was a freelance computer engineer. Paid the bills for a time.
 
I always got computer problems, wether it's downloading drivers or a song, then not being able to find the shit, or trying to uninstall something, etc.

I'd like to become more learned on all aspects of the computer, specifically so I can look for a second job.
 
What would you like to start with... there's a bunch out there to talk about.

I am also paid to help people with computers, only I'm guessing Menty doesn't work with two or three grandmas a day.

What's up?
 
[I am also paid to help people with computers, only I'm guessing Menty doesn't work with two or three grandmas a day.p

LOL!

you would actually be mistaken. For a time I was teaching remedial computer skills to doddering old women among other things. I wanted to kill myself.
 
An old woman can be savy, witty, and sharp as a tack when you're talking to her just before you sit down to the computer.

You sit in front of the machine, and it's as though her IQ (whatever that number means, ;) ) just dropped 90 points.

One lady must have been told to "hit the mouse" because she would position the pointer over what she wanted to click, ball her fist, and give the mouse a good bashing. Every time.
 
Ah yes computer problems. With my old Dell they were a common occurance. I finally got fed up and built my own computer.

Unfortunetly, a year later I built a new more complex machine and gave my other one to my girlfriend. She hadn't had the damn thing for 4 months and she fried the motherboard like it was chicken. And we're not talking a cheap Piece of Shit board either, it was a high end ASUS board that I had bought off a friend. I still don't know how she managed to blow it, but here it sits under my dorm bed waiting to be fixed.
 
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