Life In The Household of The Technologically Challenged and The Computer Savvy

GYTYWUEPHO

I have to admit it; I am technologically challenged.  I became aware of my deficiency in this area soon after we purchased our first computer.  The problem was compounded when we switched from one brand of computer to another.

The authors of all those books for dummies had people like me in mind when they wrote them.  My husband, on the other hand, almost always solves my computer blunders.  What he lacks in computer experience, he makes up for in patience and persistence.

Occasionally, my computer gives me the big chill and freezes up.  After trying a step or two to de-ice it, there is no other choice; I have to shut it down.  No problem, it quietly falls asleep.  But turning it back on is another matter.  Upon awakening, it announces the moment with musical strains the magnitude of Chariots Afire.  That would be fine, except my husband tries hard to stay ahead of my blunders.  He hears the musical swell from his recliner in the living room (secretly, I think he has set the volume up just for this purpose) and calls out, “What are you doing?”

“Oh, nothing, just turning on the computer,” I reply.  My pride always make me attempt to correct or cover-up my mistakes, whichever is easier. I choose to seek his rescue only when I’m in a state of desperation.  After, all, it’s embarrassing to be a tech blockhead.

“I’ve heard the computer start up three times,” he says accusingly.  “Why are you shutting it on and off?”

“Well, if you must know, it keeps freezing up when I try to print.”

I hear the thud-thunk of the recliner foot being lowered.  Soon, my tech is at my side, telling me to “Get up and let me see what’s wrong.”

I’ve created another challenge for his computer intellect. Actually I’m doing him a service. He has me to thank for all of his computer knowledge. After all, it is me who provides him with computer problem-solving training.

Why just the other day, I tried to print some information off the Internet. Every time I tried this supposedly simple procedure, it said my program had committed an illegal operation and was immediately being shut down. Now, how could that be? I hadn’t taken my eyes off that screen for one single minute. If it had done something wrong, I would have seen it. While I was wondering if I had caused it to go awry, poof, it shut down as threatened, and left me sitting there feeling like a criminal.

I finally decided on a solution. I would cut and paste the copied text in a document.  Feeling above average in intelligence, I tried to print, but it didn’t cooperate. Now, it was giving me the “big-chill” by freezing everything up.

I could hear my husband snoring in the recliner. I certainly didn’t want to disturb a reclining husband. I would just have to wait. That evening, as he prepared to leave for a meeting, I remembered my predicament. “Oh, by the way,” I told my computer savvy husband. “I had a little problem trying to print some info, it says my program has done something illegal. I tried to cut and paste the info in a document, but there’s another problem. I noticed before shutting it down that there’s a copy of the little Internet connector doodad in the document.”

“You what?” he asked, sounding a wee bit upset. “Why didn’t you tell me?

“Well, you were asleep, and I didn’t want to disturb you. Just between us, I didn’t want to have to deal with that wee bit “upset” part.

He left, promising to return and thaw the mysterious freeze. Meanwhile, I just had to wait for my “tech in shining armor” to return to the scene of the crime. Seriously, hubby has saved me many times when a deadline loomed and I am thankful, thankful, thankful!

Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Ecclesiastics 4:9-10 NIV

 

 

 

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s