Didn’t really give me a choice there did you?

Seriously though, the amount of times I’m out having a quiet, relaxing pint, when I’ll catch the eye of someone across the bar. My thought process goes a little like this:

“Fucksocks…is he coming over? bollocks, he is.”

And then I get the “You fixed my computer 3 years ago…”

I usually follow this with “And many, many others since then…” to no avail.

Now anyone reading this who has fixed a few computers will be nodding in agreement here, but these people assume that because you installed a stick of RAM for them 3 years ago, you automatically know every detail about their system with out looking at it again.

A friend has a problem with his computer – from what I’ve learnt, it freezes during POST. I reassured him that it’s most likely not terminal and worse case, I can retrieve the data from the drive, wipe it and put on a fresh genuine copy *cough* of Windows, then put his data back on.

He was particularly concerned with a game he plays.

“It took so long to download the game.” he said sadly.

“But you were on a dial-up connection right?” says I.

After explaining what a dial-up connection was (is this what an embolism feels like?), then explaining the difference between that speed and current broadband/cable speeds I lost the will to live assured him he’d be up and running with his game within a day or two of getting the computer to me.

I love computers, and still get a buzz from making them run faster and better than before, but people! sometimes I need some quiet, peaceful time without being hounded for my skills.

Anyway, it’s Friday – the weekend cometh…