A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

First you have to know I am extremely electronically and technologically challenged.  Some days are worse than others.  Sometimes I can blunder my way through some setup or actually program the DVR to record shows on time.  Computers baffle me for the most part.  But this story is about a friend of mine who continues to have faith in my ability to solve all of her computer snafus, even after it took just ten minutes the two of us to manage to wipe out her entire system one Saturday afternoon.  

"I do not know what I am doing!" I keep exclaiming to her.

"You know a lot more than I know!" she yells back at me over the phone lines connecting my house and hers.  

She continues to call me a computer wizard even though I had to call HER to figure out why my printer would not print one afternoon.  When I did that, and she told me what was wrong, (make sure you have it plugged in) I said, "SEE?  DON'T EVER TRUST ME WITH THE COMPUTER!"

Good friends, though, do not allow their friends to crash their computers alone.  

Sunday she called in a panic.  Something was wrong.  She thought maybe her monitor was going out.  I told her it did not really sound like a monitor problem and just happened to say, "I had a Trojan horse virus last night and..."

"Trojan horse?" she asked.  Those words came up on my screen just before this started...is that bad?"

I replied, while I was popping jelly beans in my mouth and praying she did not ask me how to fix it, "What did you do when that came up?"

She said, "I just clicked the X and got rid of it, I didn't want to look at it."

Laugh all you want, but I did walk her through getting a virus scan going and inoculating against the nasty bug.  She was so relieved!  I felt like a hero.  

Today my friend, absolutely a matched friendship made in Heaven because the two of us are so much alike, e-mailed and said she wanted to get rid of her Hot Bar.  "What do I do?" she asked in the e-mail.

First of all, I did not tell her I had no idea what a Hot Bar was.  I immediately got back with her and said, "Well, first of all you need to go to My Computer and take it off that way.  Don't just..."

And as I was telling her what not to do, a new e-mail popped into my box and said, "Never mind, I just told it to go away and clicked on some stuff and it's not there now...problem solved!"

I sighed.  Then I called her and asked her why the insurance company was not paying my claim, and she answered, "Did you plug it in?"  

This is why Donna is one of my closest friends.  We work together, cry together, and sometimes we show up at each others house with food, strong alcoholic beverages, and broken computers that we have probably thrown out the window, but we never make each other feel bad.  We say, "Come on in...oh, what a pretty computer you have!"  even though the thing looks charred, sort of like this:

"Just set it right over there so we can look at its beauty.  Shot of tequila?"

And we know everything is going to be okay!



(I found these computer images at http://images.google.com/images?q=photos+of+computers&oe=utf-8&client=firefox-a&rlz=1R1GGGL_enUS355US335&um=1&ie=UTF-8&ei=082OS-n1HITINfj50KAN&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=1&ved=0CBUQsAQwAA)