My computer is SICK!
I’m still in shock over what happened last night.
Would you like to know what happened last night?
Well, Windows Update popped on saying that I had to download stuff. Fine. I trust Windows Update. Why shouldn’t I trust Windows Update? Plus I have McAfee. I PAY for McAfee even though I know there is a plethora of free anti-virus sites. I PAY for McAfee to catch viruses.
Anyhow, Windows Update downloaded their stuff. I don’t even know what they download half the time. I trust Windows Update. I need to learn how to speak computer, I know. Because most of the time I’m sort of sitting there nodding, thinking that I know exactly what is going on with the computer but in reality I’m all, “Motherboard what?”
I restarted the computer because Windows Update said that I had to. I listened to Windows Update.
THEN the computer wouldn’t turn back on.
It kept making this horrible whirling sound.
“Oh no,” I wailed. “Oh NO!” Then I ran upstairs and threw open our bedroom door. Tom had just gone to bed and wasn’t pleased when I went, “Tom, I need HELP, the computer is SICK and I don’t know what to dooooo!” I was whining. I admit that now. But you have to understand, the computer is like…a part of me. Without it, I’m empty. The people who go without electronics are like modern days heroes in my eyes.
“What?” Tom grumbled, not budging. Did he not understand THAT THE COMPUTER WAS NOT WORKING?
“The computer won’t turn on!” I shouted. I was close to tears. Mainly because I had a bunch of pictures that I hadn’t saved. And a completed novel that I HADN’T SAVED! I mean, okay, I had saved it but it was the rough draft. I hadn’t saved all those revisions I had done. Stupid, I know. I mean, I have a portable hard drive to SAVE crap. And I didn’t.
“Calm down,” Tom said. He sounded annoyed as he pushed the covers off of him. He was not acting comforting at all. He stomped past me down the stairs and marched to the computer.
“Do you hear that horrible whirling sound? What is it? Is the computer dead? I am not having a good night, Tom. I have no idea what in the HELL is going on with Lost and now this. I swear I didn’t do anything wrong I just downloaded Windows Update and I—”
“Shhh,” Tom cut me off, holding up a hand.
Normally I’d be insulted that he was shushing me. I mean, hello, rude. But now I kept quiet as he peered at the computer. I did not like the expression on his face as he unplugged and replugged it in. The same whirling sound came on each time.
“What did you do?” he mumbled. Then he looked at me. “What did you do?”
“NOTHING!” I screeched.
I had to call Dell. It was our only hope.
A man named Nadiste/Nads/Nadistoo picked up on Dell’s end.
“How can I help you?” he wondered pleasantly.
I may have been overdramatic when I went, “My computer is SICK and I don’t know what to DO!”
Nadiste/Nads/Nadistoo tried his best to help me.
But the computer refused to work.
In the end it was found out that it was our motherboard/video card that appears to be dead. Nadiste/Nads/Nadistoo said that the Windows Updates might have been incompatible with the video card seeing as the video card is from 2007. This means I’m upset with Windows Update because they should WARN people about that.
Someone is supposed to call us to set up an appointment for a technician to come out. I’m told that everything will be okay but I’m still on edge. What if it’s not? MY PICTURES! MY NOVEL! MY MUSIC FROM ITUNES!
I’m on our old laptop now. And by old I mean OLD. It could die any second. It reminds me of that old laptop that Chandler Bing pulled out during an episode of Friends. You know, the episode where he’s chatting with Janice? I do have Pepto, my trusty tiny pink laptop but it tends to get pissy when I go to certain sites. And Tom has his brand new TWO THOUSAND DOLLAR laptop but he's rudely not sharing.
So forgive me if I don’t comment a lot. This thing runs pretty slow. I’m hoping (HOPING) that our computer is up and running next week. If I have to call Dell and burst into tears then so be it.
Please, for the love of chocolate PLEASE.