TragicMonkey
Poisoned Waffles
Someone just asked me what day I'd be doing the December 1 data pulls. I told him we could talk about that in the 9:00 call if he'd let me know what time that would be happening.
1200 baud? Luxury! We had 2 tin cans and a string but it was an internet to us.
Pffft. REAL programmers program in binary.Oh, well, aren't you posh? We had to transcribe binary code from smoke signals onto punch cards. We're hopeful that our torrent of Weird Al's movie "UHF" will be ready in only 99 to 100 generations.
They did fix the database lag in development problem after a year and bit.Them "We didn't get a lot of information on the change."
Us "The detail was left out because you are the experts."
Me "And it should have been an incident because it was your failure to create the rules correctly in the first place over 30 months ago"
Had to be said
Get her the Frog-in-a-jar app.After another round of tech support with my elderly mother: dear user, please try to prioritize in order of what's actually important. In this case: a potential Gmail account compromise. At stake: all her accounts everywhere, including the financial institutions where she keeps all her retirement money. Her main concern: the weather app on her phone stopped working. So while I'm trying to verify that she was the one who changed her password and recovered her account, she's fussing over being able to see the temperature on her phone. Grrrrrrrrrrrr!
Take out all the batteries.And my mom's technical problems are exacerbated by my sister constantly giving her the latest trendy gadgets. Which is generous, but extremely unwelcome. My mom doesn't want a thermostat she can control from her phone, and not from the actual wall. And of course the app doesn't work correctly so the heat keeps lowering itself. She didn't need a damn Alexa that if you scream at it several times it will switch on a single lamp in the living room. You know lamps, those things that if you want them on you can just twist a little button on them? She certainly didn't want a TV so "smart" it needs three remotes and fifteen minutes of guesswork to turn on to watch anything. I'm dreading what electronic gizmo she'll be giving her this Xmas.
Take out all the batteries.
Sorry to tell you, these days they're mostly soldered in. Better to hide all the chargers and let the batteries run down.