Greetings Hairballers,
A Facebook friend recently asked for help when her MacBook
started to talk, which brought to mind a similar experience I had last
year. I must admit to being slightly
jealous because her disembodied voice sounded like Morgan Freeman, while mine
was more Sarah Palin.
A bit of advice from the voice of experience: Never, never set up your new Apple laptop, or
any other brand, on the coffee table while watching a Yankee game. If you feel a sneeze coming on, quickly
remove your hands from the keyboard.
Otherwise, YOU will spend hours or days of frustration trying to figure
out what you did. Only computer geniuses
and 10-year olds are immune.
Oh, and yes, I did give myself a Dumb Bastard Award.
Here’s my story--
FMHorner
are you the evil
spawn
of snark-woman,
who dwells in the
GPS?
or the disembodied
voice
of my 5th
grade teacher,
Gertrude the Mad,
whose goal in life
was to drain
imagination from the
young?
what key did I hit
that woke you
from slumber?
Is “go, go Robbie
Cano,”
the, “open sesame,”
of Apple?
like Phafner,
though in less
sonorous tones,
you blathered on
telling me what
I must do
#
oh, great MacBook,
never thought to
turn you off
just slammed
down your lid
with a mighty thud
and let the bitch
ramble on
under a sofa cushion
next day,
the moat dragon
at Best Buy
put a sticker
on your case,
turned and yelled
“Apple--
you got another
talker”
Till next week--Hairballs to all,
f
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