A Perfect Example

A Perfect Example ….

This last hour or so is a perfect example of how my life goes at times.

OK, I decide I should write a blog note and in the midst of writing I realize I need a couple of pics that are on a disk “somewhere” so up I go, four flights of stairs to the upstairs office that is in chaos (more about this later), grab a couple of likely suspects, down to the “real” computer that does not babble on about “disk space and so on”, insert disks only to find, nope, not the ones I need.

Up four flights of stairs into the “room of chaos” and decide, NO, the chaos cannot continue and the “re-assemble computer” has been on my “To Do” list too long. The chaos, I would like to believe, is NOT MY FAULT, such is my denial system. TELUS, you all remember TELUS of two submissions May 29th and one of June 5th, again, they had to visit me a couple of weeks ago as my second line was no longer functioning.

The first TELUS guy, youngish and lithe, did not require that I disassemble my computer and move the computer desk away from the bookcase/wall so he could have access to the telephone wall plug. He simply crawled on his belly, wedged himself betwixt desk end and bookcase/wall and performed the needed work. In retrospect, perhaps he should have asked me to move the desk, et al. The most recent TELUS guy was neither lithe nor young, isolated the “problem” to be a wire shorting out on, he believed, the upper most level (the four flights of stairs to which I keep referring). He takes one look at the desk/computer-bookcase/wall arrangement and indicates he has no plan to act as a marine/dog face/any other infantry troop and slide on his [considerable] belly to perform the required work.

Seeing his response, I dutifully begin the disassembly while he works on the opposite site of the wall – there is also a phone jack there. The desk has not been move since it was put in place five or six years ago … oops ten years ago, the back of the desk has never seen a dust cloth. The CPU is unplug from all its ancillary paraphernalia and dragged, with much difficulty to “sort of” the middle of the room – that is, as middle as it gets given the four large filing cabinets adjacent the wall.

Meanwhile, Mr. TELUS finishes HIS WORK and announces he does not need to access the phone jack that is located on the book case wall. DONCHA JUST LOVE TELUS?????????????

Mr. TELUS departs, I am around $80.00 poorer, the theory being that somehow, when the house was built, a phone wire got snagged or nailed or something so it is in MY wall therefore MY FAULT – has nothing to do with the work of Mr. LITHE & YOUNG… Hhhhmmm why did the problem only emerge AFTER …. Oh, never mind – DONCHA JUST LOVE TELUS?????????


Oh gosh where was I, OK I’m dusting, disconnecting from USB’s and otherwise straightening out cords when I somehow become distracted and discover, what may be “THE” disk I seek. Down four flights of stairs YESSSSSS! Finish the blog note and decide, I must share with others, my own personal AADD – Adult Attention Deficit Disorder.

In the midst of all of this, my computer, the real one, decided it needed to have its capricious daily crash. Ever since I installed Dell’s “Network Assistant” – at least I think since then, (although it could be the copier/printer whose icon continues with “hp psc disconnected” when clearly everything is connected) the computer has crashed once a day … the blue screen of death. Must check into that BUT NOT TODAY.

Would be nice to finish at least one job!