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"Madame Mim" <mad.mim@S.P.A.M.bigpond.net.au> wrote in message
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> Do you want to be my mum instead? Please? Everytime I try to upgrade my
> fathers machine he complains that things are different/don't work the
> same.
Oh, I KNOW! When I upgrade or go crazy and buy new, my old stuff gets
passed to my husband.
You should hear what he says about my old computer 'breaking' his Lotus 123.
This 'me being the computer buff' and him being the 'electronics whizz' is
due to me, the female, finding and curing a circuit glitch (with silver
paper and glue) way back in about 1982 and him deciding that computers were
'toys' suitable for females and those of a low intelligence.
He won;t play chess with me any more, either. 8)))
Mind, me jumping round the room yelling 'yes! YES!' and punching the air,
was, perhaps, not a nice thing to do to a new husband who had played chess
about twice before in his life. (I did not know that).
> This is a man that runs a geophysical chemistry lab. He can operate all
> those chemistry machines and what-not, but he can't handle anything higher
> than 98SE (at home), nor operate the video recorder by himself.
<nods.> That's it.. except my man hung onto Windows 95 until I pulled it
away, just like a grubby comfort blanket and washed it all up.
If your father can handle Win 98SE he is doing better than this guy... who
lies in bed and reads circuit diagrams for fun.... 8((((
Man down the road used to phone his son up (who was in university) when they
wanted to pre-record a video program. I have been asked not to tell the
parents that I know about this. 8))))
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> Sometimes, just to annoy him I change his desktop and/or sounds to confuse
> him. I don't know why. He just makes me change them back.
Want to know a real, deep horrid thing to do? My son did it to me years back
when I was writing big-time.
Go into his word processor and change the default text colour to white - or
the same shade as the background paper.
I sat down, rubbed my hands and thought 'right!' loaded in huge text, with a
big smile on my face... Then sat for about a minute just staring at the
screen and making faint, pathetic whimpering sounds.
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> ;')
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> You should have heard what he said when my trying to network his machine
> with my P4 running XP killed his operating system. Whew! I got all his
> files
> back but - "It's not the same. Things are different!"
Networking? Well I would yell abuse at that as well, though i wouldn;t mind
the operating system being wiped out.
One shrugs, philosophically, like, and, puts it all back in again, only now
it is nice and tidy.
The other night, when my son was glaring at the non-functioning graphics
board he said 'I don;t know why I am down here on my hands and knees doing
this, you are perfectly capable of putting in a new board...' grumble,
grumble...
I said I was making him feel wanted.
But we were thinking back. When I had an Acorn RISC PC It was such a lovely
machine to take to bits, gloat over and put back together again. One could
have a real clean-up (spray polish the circuit boards. Clean all that nasty
sticky stuff from under those hot chips... you know how it goes) well you
did it for fun, when you were bored.
Not any more. 8((( Nasty boxes, no space for fumbling fingers and the
number of connections at the back!! Horror!
USB might have made it a bit easier, but half my extra stuff.. graphics
tablet and a venerable film scanner, has a thingy to USB connector, and more
wires, and drivers and daisy-chained things and external old V90 modem still
chugging along.. scanners, printer, sound recording thing.. I just unplug
the lot now and have a bunch of wires held in a bulldog clip and pegged to
the end of my curtain.
Dead technical, we are. I have just checked, and see one cable has been
clothes-pegged to the end of a wind-chime.
Tinkle-tinkle-clunk.
Granny - still waiting for the power supply.
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