So recall that "conversation" I had last night where the man on the other end was extremely rude to me? You may wonder how he was such? Well, here's about how the conversation went:

 

"I'm happy to come out tomorrow any time, 11:30 or later."

"Sure whenever" *click*

"I'll just need to get your address."

*silence* 

"hello? Did you hang up on me you jerk?"

 

So I reverse phone numbered his address which turned out to be some little grocery store which I felt more and more uneasy about as I neared it. As I have a very low level ESP inherited from my grandmother, I knew that, as I pulled into the driveway, I knew I would not leave happy. I knew this, as surely as I know I am sitting down typing this right now.

 

This has happened before. Not often, but often enough that I listen to that feeling I have when I get it.

 

Anyway, I go in and the entire place is being run by kids. Great, a bunch of kids I think. I ask about the computer. I get pointed over to some other kid. I ask this kid. Still knows nothing. Back to first kid. Ah, I get a laptop to work on, and a milk crate to sit on in the back of the store. This is wonderful. I have no other information about what is wrong or what they want done. I guess I'll just turn it on and see what happens? Well, it come up with the username "rachael" and these are all guys. So there's no Rachael here. I go back and ask them for the password. They don't know it. Oh, I am shocked and surprised. I try to break the password but my tool I guess only works up to Vista and it can't seem to accept the /windows/system32/config directory, sorry, I mean "folder" as being the valid location of the registry files. So I hand it back to them. This is how the conversation ended.

 

"But I could wipe it out completely, but you would lose everything on it."

"That's fine, you can do that."

"Okay, but do you have internet access here in the store? Because I may need to download some hardware drivers for it, otherwise parts of the machine won't work."

 

 

Uh, hello? I asked you a question? Did I suddenly become "unseen" and you forgot I was even there? Did an SEP field (look it up) spring up around me spontaneously? No? Needless to say I was a bit stunned. So I left. Jerks. But I forgive you. When I unleash the mutant wildebeest against you, I hope you are only trampled half to death, rather then dying all the way. 

 

So with my newfound time, I switched the order of events the second and third jobs were going to follow, and dropped off the dell to the nursing home first. Then I went over and looked at Jim's machine, which was savable! Changing the power supply did it, unlike the last machine that was turning off like that I looked at. I had replaced the power supply on that machine once before by the look of it, it was one I commonly give people.  

 

Then over to my old neighbor's house to get a check for $400 to order him a laptop.

 

Then I came home to, I believed, work on the laptop that had been dropped off. Well, he didn't give me the password nor did he pick up his phone, so I just made myself a new account and looked at it that way, but didn't really find anything. I guess I'll have to get into his account to see, so get back to me jerkface.

 

Watched the first episode of Robotoch, it looked like a newer copy then my digitized VHS sillies, probably from some "remastered" DVD collection. That show still gets me today. I have the whole thing now, where before I only had the first part, so I'm looking forward to seeing Southern Cross and the Invid again.

 

Have three jobs for tomorrow, the last a person with an actual "hey I locked myself out of my own machine" story rather then just "is this machine stolen?".  One just needing her machine hooked back up after she moved, and the guy who said it would be "easier to show me" then to tell me what his problem was, so I guess we'll see. 

 

I guess business is picking back up? Huh.