Woof. Been 5 or 6 years mom has my first PC (I bought both my pcs myself) and she still calls me over when confronted with the demented INSTALL WIZARD! This is how it goes.
NM=Nervous mom. Everything she says is in a rattly, nervous tone. Note that she's fairly young.
Me= Self-explanatory.
NM= SHAAAAAAAARON!
Me= *grumble grumble* What?
NM= COME HERE!
Me= What's the problem?
NM= COME HERE!
Me= *goes there* What is it?
NM= *points at screen. Instructions says to click here* What do I do?
Me= "Click there."
NM= "I'm not gonna Flock up the computer?"
Me= "No."
NM= *click* *new window with same basic instructions pops up.* "Now what do I do?"
Me= "Click there."
Do that daily for 6 years.
She actually made me cry one day when she yelled at me that she could reduce the size of her own pictures on the computer, but not the size of other people's pictures.
NM=Nervous mom. Everything she says is in a rattly, nervous tone. Note that she's fairly young.
Me= Self-explanatory.
NM= SHAAAAAAAARON!
Me= *grumble grumble* What?
NM= COME HERE!
Me= What's the problem?
NM= COME HERE!
Me= *goes there* What is it?
NM= *points at screen. Instructions says to click here* What do I do?
Me= "Click there."
NM= "I'm not gonna Flock up the computer?"
Me= "No."
NM= *click* *new window with same basic instructions pops up.* "Now what do I do?"
Me= "Click there."
Do that daily for 6 years.
She actually made me cry one day when she yelled at me that she could reduce the size of her own pictures on the computer, but not the size of other people's pictures.
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