• Mood: happy

kneel, or come in the evening

Yum. The only computer I could find to use this afternoon had a yellow ITSS sheet taped to the monitor - you know, the one that says such and such machine is out of service for yadda yadda yadda. Well, looking beneath it, I saw the regular "push Ctrl+Alt+Del" to login thing, so I logged in. And, for a few minutes, I was operating in glorious 16-color temporary video**, and kneeling on the floor because there was no chair. This is what my tuition pays for. Anyway, some kind girl offered me a chair as she was leaving, and as of one minute ago I am sitting down. I could switch computers now, but I don't want to because this one told me not to log in unless I was an authorized user, which probably means a bunch of the normal policies aren't in effect. Score! I can even adjust the display properties, and look at little patterned boxes on my desktop surface! I can't put the color back to 24 or 32-bit, though. Still, this is very exciting.

I'm basically writing this entry because it's about time to have something fresh in here, and on my way to the bus stop this morning, I thought back to a few weeks ago when I called Staples to price a USB cable for my mother's new scanner/printer. (This was eventually purchased from Zellers, which offered a 10ft. cable for less money than a 6ft. cable of the same brand and grade, and the price for that 10ft. cable was much less than for the 6ft. cables everywhere else. But I digress. USB cables = Zellers. Mini DV tapes = Atlantic SuperStore (NOT Zellers!).)

Now, there is a guy next to me at the working workstation, keeling on the floor. I love this school!

Anyway, I called Staples and was put through to computers, to wait for the associate there to talk to me. While on hold for an interminably long time, I heard, and I am not making this up:

Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message and I'll call you back
A likely story but
Leave a message and I'll call you back

And it's all your fault
I gotta screen my phone calls
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls

Sorry I'm not home right now...

Oh, here comes another guy. Hmm... okay, he's gone off in search of a chair. Bah! That's not the rugged Santamarian spirit!

Back to my story. To top it off, after a few minutes of this, I got something like, "We're sorry, but the associate you have requested is unable to take your call. Please leave a message..."

** - thoughtboy's words on this subject: "[I've switched] to a less crappy computer with a temporary video card that only gives me 16 colours. As I write this I'm squinting to penetrate a lattice of white and grey passing itself off as light grey, serving to be neither white nor grey nor light grey but rather the shape and pattern of a parking lot inhabited by the entire bird population of the east coast."