Saturday, January 21, 2012

Hisashiburi

Here at the end of a crazy, busy week I'll make a short little post.

The week before Christmas I interviewed, was offered and accepted a job. I was also overcome with guilt over giving notice at one of my other jobs, so agreed to continue to work 1-2 half-days per week through the month of January. Somehow those have turned into 11 hour days and I will soon be dead (already neurotic).


Meanwhile, finally fed up with my ancient, virus-laden, slower-than-molasses computer, I decided to purchase a laptop while I try to decide whether an Apple is worth the price. Is it? I could buy like three PCs for the price of one Apple.

Projected date of delivery was Jan 25, so much to my dismay (following my delight at discovering I was the recipient of a Heart Attack--thank you, friends) I discovered three notices from Fed Ex on my front door stating no more delivery attempts would be made. Who uses the front door when there's a garage?? I leave and return in the dark! Curses!


Of course today is the slushiest, sleeting-est day Utah has seen in months. I rushed out of work at 3:35 trying to make it to the Fed Ex warehouse before 4 PM. Does it drive anyone else crazy to follow a vehicle which you canno't see around? Are they going slow because there are cars ahead of them, or are they just putting along to make me insane?


It's 3:57 PM and I'm driving in some industrial no-man's land--who knew there was a 5600 West?--hoping to find Fed Ex, which I did. After circling a warehouse the length of a city block, I finally found an entrance for people, as opposed to trucks, and got my package.

Trying to open the laptop, I realized I am impaired.  Seriously, I was ready to call someone for help. The little Dell logo, I thought perhaps it should face the user when opening the laptop. So I pushed, pulled and pried, trying to open it from the hinged end. Nice. Apparently that little button is not a release switch, but rather turns the screen on and off. It took me not a short amount of time to open the computer and bring life to the screen. Power on, power off; power on, power off. Why is the screen still black? Why is there a button like that??

5 comments:

  1. Thanks for the update. Glad you were able to find a job, but kind of disappointed Cassy was able to guilt you into staying on a bit longer!

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  2. Guess you should have went with the Apple! Although Liz is adhemently opposed I have really liked our. However I will warn there were many frustrations in the process of figuring out the little tricks, but now I love it!

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  3. Haha, well, I'm mainly opposed to Apple products becuase I think they are overpriced and over-hyped. As stated above you can buy three PCs for the price of one Mac, and the PCs will likely have better specs than that Mac. I feel that way about all Apple products. Whether it's a phone, computer or tablet I feel like I can get a better value from other companies.

    That said, there are millions of people who have an opposite opinion to me, and that's why Apple is doing so well. It really all depends on what you want out of your computer or device.

    One thing that does drive me insane is when Apple gets credit for being revolutionary. They don't really come up with that many completely new ideas. They just package them in shiny packages and do really great marketing.

    That is all. I'm finished now. I promise to not criticize if you decide on an Mac. :)

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  4. I am impaired, but so is this computer. That button that I thought controlled the screen--it releases the "changeable" cover. It was just a fluke that the computer came to life. Called Dell Support and actually got help from a nice Indian man. Seems to be working fine now.

    The job(s) I haven't quit are actually NP jobs--at a GI clinic and an Urgent Care. I felt like I'd be leaving them in a tough situation if I left before they had an opportunity to find someone.

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  5. Adamantly. Vehemently. NB. That means Nota Bene. My high-school English teacher, Barbara Altobelli, wrote that liberally all over my papers in red. Scarred by her. Scarred.

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