How Is It That?-?-?

Angry Mode…

Some people were not ever meant to get on a computer..

I have an older man that I sold a lap top to. Now for me to call someone older, well they have to be up there. Sad fact is he is only 15 years older than myself.  Anyways he likes to play and fidget and then call me and get me to try to fix the problems. No matter what I tell him there are just certain things he does not seem to hear. LIKE DO NOT TRY IT IF YOU ARE UNSURE.  I really need a child proof system for him.

Anyways he always calls when he has a problem or a question. HE has never used a computer before. And when there is a problem he is never near the computer. Since it is hooked to a modem he cannot carry it around. So he has to go to the room where the computer is while I try to get to the room where mine is. And of course I start hearing.. “Are you there yet?” “Are you there now?”

Finally I get seated and his phone goes out. He has this 20 year old cordless and it cannot maintain a connection from where its base station is to the room that the computer is in. Plus the room the computer is in doesn’t have a phone jack. It pisses me off when I hear what I know is coming… That - freaking static start right before we are disconnected.    

And of course at that time, my laxatives decide to kick in. So I rush to the bathroom and turn my phone on so I give him a busy signal. When finished doing what I had no choice but to do I call him. 

“Did you try to call?”

 “No.”.

Turns out he had cut 2 phone cords together trying to make one long enough to reach the room with the computer. But one extension had 8 wires and the other four after he cut them.

Curtly I tell him that I have to let him go and if he wants I can try to get there Thursday. Turns out he has a doctors appointment Thursday and I tell him - then Friday. He is used to me coming down immediately.

He always calls about near 6 or 7 at night. I mean at his age he and his wife do not do it any more..  So he takes up hobbies, like computers. And gets help from friends that he never had until he needed a computer.

I really have to stop being so helpful to other people.

It is not like I do not have enough on my plate. And if I had nothing, I would write all day. But I have too much going on. Everything is getting a little done, and nothing is getting a lot done.

Tomorrow a doctors appointment, then the 4^th and the 11^th. I hate losing a day a week that way.

Maybe I can send my friendly neighbor..

I wonder if the doctor would even notice.