…with this pos I call my computer, continues. Last night, I tried to check my email before bed. It took me three tries with two different browsers to finally get online and I was still unable to access anything but my homepage, so I tried to close everything. Nothing would close. Screen was totally non responsive to commands.
This happens frequently.
Part of the problem is that the computer (I don’t blame the internet because Jay, right across the table from me, never has this problem) is so slow that I think it’s ignoring commands when its really just taking six or seven minutes to follow them. Anyway, last night, when it finally decided to shut down, I discovered that it had opened six pages instead of the normal two.
Did I mention how many times I’d attempted to get online?
Then, for no apparent reason (I wasn’t even touching it!) my entire desktop disappeared. Nothing left but an empty toolbar with a window icon and a tiny upward arrow.
I turned it off and went to bed.
This morning, both Jay and I fiddled around with it, clicking the blank screen at random. We managed to bring back icons for battery plug in and sound but nothing else. I finally turned it off again. Trying again, for absolutely no reason, the whole desktop suddenly popped back!
My only feeling was complete and utter rage.
I hate my cat because she’s constantly pretending that she wants to snuggle, then trying to rip the flesh from my bones. Now my *^&%$# computer is acting the same way.
The only edge machines have over humans is their freedom from the vagaries of moods and emotions.
My computer behaves like a mean girl in the grip of PMS all the time.