Just One Of Those Hellish Days
-------------------------------------------------Just One Of Those Hellish Days
-------------------------------------------------by Dagmar RakosThat was one of those days - I call them hell days, my f...
-------------------------------------------------Just One Of Those Hellish Days
-------------------------------------------------by Dagmar RakosThat was one of those days - I call them hell days, my friendscall them haunted - when nothing seemed to work.Everything what could go wrong, went.First my main desktop computer played it's favorite "deadbeetle" game and didn't want to turn on until I forced it withthe main On/Off switch at the back.Then my ISP provider pretended I don't exist and quietly andefficiently kicked me off the Net few seconds after my modemfinally forced it's way to their server.Seems like ancient Latin would be easier to communicate with attimes than this "computerese" both of the machines are supposedto understand.(I wonder when finally the time will come when kicking off yourown customers without first even giving them the opportunity ofchoice will become non-acceptable in civilized society.Actually I am more afraid it will spread and in a few years wecan find ourselves at the front of the food store where we justbeen kicked out few minutes after we entered and gave them ourmoney - bouncing at it's door and pleading: "Let me in! Please,let me in! I honestly Do need to eat!")- After I finally was able to log on and successfully closeddown few automatic pop-ups for various communication andprotection software I never heard off I found out that emailfrom my hosting company is still in the stage of evolution whereaccording to some mysterious laws of cyber-universe emailmessages to "
[email protected]" will gothrough, but messages to "
[email protected]" will berejected by my hosting company vigilant server as a "bad,malfunctioned address". Or maybe they are just finicky, theysimply don't like my name.Anyway, it's too personal and what-do-I-think Internet belongsto machines it doesn't need some stupid softy human touch
When I clawed my way through my handy Mailwasher anti-spampreview program, and marked the usual spam dirt (offers forenlarged penis, and Viagra and such stuff - mind you I am awoman!) from my boxes on the servers - incredibly enough thistime all my hosts and even fussy ISP didn't object to bouncingthe spam dirt back to its senders.Then as a kick to my over-inflated ego (from at least somethingfinally working) I got a message from my credit card processingcompany that they changed everything they could due toenhancement of their service, and everything will be better andsafer and faster and brighter, and nice and sunny, blah, blah,blah
(all that jazz) - which automatically raised my"Catastrophe!" alert sensors at their highest level - and the"insignificant triviality" they want from me is to go to theirsite and check my user ID and password and if it doesn't workget myself a new one.
Naturally my red light of High Alert/Danger! was correct - asby the time even the first page of their "efficiently improved"site downloads, I am able to go to washroom, clean my hands,break up my 2 little terriers fight for one of my new shoes Iforgot to hide into closet, and get myself a drink.Then after my return to computer I find out that of course Iwas "affected" with all those improvements as my old merchant IDand password don't work anymore, so after another round ofbreaks (including walking with the dogs around the backyard) - Iam able to set up my new user name and password.Finally I am let inside my new super duper over-securedmerchant account only to find out that That's all! I am inside,but I am not allowed to do anything - not even see my personalinfo, not to mention my products.Obviously I am not authorized to view my own merchant accountbecause for sure I am breaking some of those newest super-duperefficient security measures, and no doubt breaking also Geneva's peace conventions, not to mention main guidelines ofNATO's Supreme Command and a couple of Helsinki's pacts - andeverything about me has been documented including my age, sex(yes, I do like it!), location, eating habits (yes, I do eat infront of my computer!), the size of my shoes, and the matter I haven't washed my hands before I came back to the keyboard afterplaying with my dogs while I was waiting for their page toappear on my screen.Besides, how do I ever dare to want something from them whenthey already have my money and the number of my Credit card!After I finally gave up and I wrote a support ticket to them -which went happily ignored for the next 28 hours till I was ableto fix it by myself the next day repeating laboriously all thesteps again with another ID and another password (obviously mypersonal name is not liked here in North America) - I attemptedto download one .exe file but my favorite monster downloadprogram Go!zilla had obviously more important things to do thanto be bothered by some boring download. So I right clicked and attempted to save the file through mybrowser which did at least show me the open envelope icon whichmeans in Microsoftese doing "something", but disappeared afterfew seconds without giving me the choice where I actually wantthis thing to reside on my computer - apparently got lostsomewhere inside the final frontiers of cyber-space where nohuman being ever been yet.
3 minutes after my Internet connection was gleefully cut offfor the 28th time, my computer delivered me another one of it'sfavorites: Not enough memory!Not enough memory
?Right! Evidently that is too much to ask from Pentium IIImachine, with 550 MHz processor, 128 MB of RAM and 40 GB Hard-drive to run 2 browsers and 2 Notepads simultaneously. How do Idare? I can type, or cut and paste, don't I?I gave up before the blue screen of computer death kicked in.At least I have a motivation to go for a High speed access
- so I can get my error messages and computer "surprises" muchfaster!One of these days
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