I Bad
Someone told me that I am a bottom out, sleazy, evil person. And rightly so.
I am burdened with guilt right now. I did something I am not proud of. I accidentally knocked over my computer at work. You would think computer equipment would be manufactured to be able to sustain this kind of abuse, whether intentional or accidental, but you could be wrong. It seems that knocking a computer from its normal upright position to a sideways formation on office grade carpeting causes fairly severe problems.
Let's revisit the ominous event.
It was Friday afternoon, just before 5:00pm in fact. I was just about to get myself all geared up for a few rounds at the watering hole. When I innocently turned my chair and disaster struck. One small nudge from my foot was all that it took. Crash!!! I immediately stood. Checked the table. Shook it a bit but before I could shift the blame to said table, every dwarfs was now laughing at my clumsiness. I picked everything back up and things were working fine. Disaster averted. For about five minutes.
Then the Blue Screen of Death appeared - yes, thats what I heard from the IT boys. What I had was the 'blue screen of death'. I froze. The blue screen stared back at me, mocking me with its blueness. Help desk in Malaya was no help. They only assured me that they would get someone from our the IT department to check on it. But I work for a company with something like hundreds of employees globally, and some guy out in Sarawak with a knocked-over computer does not get top priority.
So here it is now, Monday morning. The computer is still telling me that there is an 'operating system not found'. The help desk guys tell me it's the hard drive. Nothing works. I am at someone else's computer until 10:00am. I'm scared, lonely, and confused. The people here are strange and unusual. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder. I'm only 5 or 10 feet from the comforting walls of my normal location, but it feels like I'm in a different world.
And once 10:00am gets here I will be thrust out into the unknown, no home, no computer, no phone, and I'm afraid of what might happen to me out there.
I am burdened with guilt right now. I did something I am not proud of. I accidentally knocked over my computer at work. You would think computer equipment would be manufactured to be able to sustain this kind of abuse, whether intentional or accidental, but you could be wrong. It seems that knocking a computer from its normal upright position to a sideways formation on office grade carpeting causes fairly severe problems.
Let's revisit the ominous event.
It was Friday afternoon, just before 5:00pm in fact. I was just about to get myself all geared up for a few rounds at the watering hole. When I innocently turned my chair and disaster struck. One small nudge from my foot was all that it took. Crash!!! I immediately stood. Checked the table. Shook it a bit but before I could shift the blame to said table, every dwarfs was now laughing at my clumsiness. I picked everything back up and things were working fine. Disaster averted. For about five minutes.
Then the Blue Screen of Death appeared - yes, thats what I heard from the IT boys. What I had was the 'blue screen of death'. I froze. The blue screen stared back at me, mocking me with its blueness. Help desk in Malaya was no help. They only assured me that they would get someone from our the IT department to check on it. But I work for a company with something like hundreds of employees globally, and some guy out in Sarawak with a knocked-over computer does not get top priority.
So here it is now, Monday morning. The computer is still telling me that there is an 'operating system not found'. The help desk guys tell me it's the hard drive. Nothing works. I am at someone else's computer until 10:00am. I'm scared, lonely, and confused. The people here are strange and unusual. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder. I'm only 5 or 10 feet from the comforting walls of my normal location, but it feels like I'm in a different world.
And once 10:00am gets here I will be thrust out into the unknown, no home, no computer, no phone, and I'm afraid of what might happen to me out there.
8 Comments:
My laptop konked out on me last month with that same blue screen of death.
kanid, screw it, hit the watering hole at 10 am laa then...hehehehe...
p/s : this had to happen during closure of financial year din it...
langkau fiction : may the soul of my deceased computer attain eternal rest. he died not in vain.
bastard united : 10am??? mad, ah?
Nothing wrong what...I do it all the time, esp when Im bored as hell in the office...Nothing like an ice cold beer to enlighten your day....try it...
that was bad, bad, bad. we are so dependent on technology. PC. imagine a world without one..
where the hell would i go for free porn? and if the same incident happened to mine, i'll be freaking out like a serial killer headlining FBI's most wanted list. surely they'll find out about those renamed bookmarks..oopss!
bastard united : you need professional help, kanid. i swear.
nazib : renamed book marks. hhhahhahah
hey, kanid. sorry to hear about your hd (r.i.p)
p.s: I wanted to discuss with you about the rainforest festival so i thought by gmailing you would be more appropriate than jotting it all down here...
sorry, that was me, arthur! was using another account
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