Posted 07 May 2008 - 12:24 PM
Iím here because I concede defeat. I can barely control what I type anymore. I canít even determine which torments are due to the byzantine Windows Vista operating system, which are wreaked by the overwrought and recalcitrant Office Word 2007, and which can be laid at the feet of the overly touchy touch-pad and keys of this HP laptop. Iím exhausted by this Sisyphean struggle wherein the simplest operation burgeons into such a quantity of back tracking and back-engineering, distractions and detours that I forget my original goal.
I have to employ tactics more formidable than simply spewing fury at inexplicably cryptic help programs, and I canít do it on my own. I need help from experts who can identify and explain the mirrors and trapdoors behind the legerdemain that leaves me baffled and frustrated.
My quest to find these sages has inexorably led me to the murky wilderness of Online.
Understand, I have scrupulously avoided infringing on the online community since I was a wee lassie writing DOS programs for my dollies. Recent experiences have done little to reduce my reluctance. The interchanges on this site, however, appear professional and pleasant. Advice is offered in a helpful, articulate and patient spirit, and no one seems compelled to demonstrate their expertise by phrasing answers in incomprehensible terms or by pillorying people for inadvertent errors of terminology or protocol.
I havenít always been a techno-dunce. This downward spiral was propelled by a downsized, degraded and then outsourced IT department, blood-feuding software programs, a scramble through 4 computers, 4 operating systems, and 4 word processing programs in little more than 4 weeks, exacerbated by ... oh, to hell with the long story.
There were explosions, floods, plagues of frogs, catastrophic comets, villagers with pitchforks and torches, Godzilla trampling Tokyo, and an epic battle in front of the Bill Gates of Hell that left me huddled in a cave with only 427 Twinkies and a Hewlett-Packard laptop.
There are 182 Twinkies left.
ďYep, here's your problem. Someone set this thing to 'Evil'." -- Krusty Doll repairman