Frustration personified!
For the past 3 days I've been working on a special project for my website.
It requires the co-operation of a couple of programs that usually make life
a whole lot easier.
I mean, that's what computers are for, right?
To help us do things easily that we probably couldn't do at all without them.
So far this week 2 different programs have refused to function properly.
This morning my printer refuses to print.
Or copy.
Or scan!
With the printer I have issues.
I can likely buy a new printer for about two times the cost of repair.
In almost 15 years of using computers I have never had to have one repaired.
Guess I should count my blessings huh?
The software programs are another story.
Odds are, if I put the project aside for a few days and try again everything
will work fine.
This is experience talking here.
I don't know why but computers, and their software programs, seem to,
once in a while, just like real people, have a "bad hair" day!
The trick is to not let them cause me to have a "bad hair" day!
I moved the printing job into # 1 priority this morning so I could give the
troublesome software programs a day off.
Now I have to tell you, I'm not a "techie" guy.
I am a one time vehicle mechanic. So my expectation is that machines
will do what machines are supposed to do.
When they don't, there's a readily apparent reason.
Something I can usually fix.
Computers are not machines.
I'm convinced they are people!
Bad people who have been reincarnated!
Bad people who's main reason for being is to bring frustration to live people!
Their ability to help is a pretext.
It allows them to get close to us.
So we depend on them to help us get things done.
Then:
Just when we have an important project to do:
Wham!
Nothing!
Nada!
Niet!
Zilch!
I have found that, for me at least, the best way to deal with
"computer harassment" is to always have a project in the works
that doesn't require computer assistance.
Like, research at the library instead of online.
Or, shopping for a new printer - in person - at the store!
(Get ready for the scrap heap you #$%^&*!)
Or taking my wife shopping!
Honest guys, by comparison to dealing with my computer
its way up there!
Of course I'm lucky.
I'm in a position where I don't have to answer to anyone but me.
And my clients of course, but they don't know when I check out!
How about you?
How do you deal with frustration?
Computer or otherwise?
Do you have a method?
A formula?
The gift of infinite patience?
Share with us.
Some of us may find your ideas helpful.
Len McNally