For my high school graduation/18th birthday/going to college present, my dad bought me a laptop. My dad, wonderful man that he is, is always on the lookout for a good deal which is not necessarily a bad thing, but he often forgets his own favorite favorite saying, “You get what you pay for.”
My laptop itself was new but also an already outdated model that was too big and, as it later turned out, one of a line famous for a glitch that caused overheating. Somehow (by hanging the side off the edges of desks, keeping my window open in winter so cold air could blow on it, and buying multiple power cords when one after another was melted through) I managed to make it last for four years without crashes or data loss. However it was too much to hope that it could limp on any longer. I got all my music, pictures, data, and important work off of it and retired the poor thing to my closet.
My parents just got a new computer and decided to send me the old one, also a dinosaur but still very appreciated for its lack of battery incinerating habits. Sadly a couple of days ago, without warning, it simply turned itself off for no readily apparent reason and has since refused to turn back on.
At the time my reaction was a near heart attack and much, “My music! My photos! My writings! Angst, angst, angst! Why me?” You know, the usual wailing and gnashing of teeth routine. I’ve since accepted it and made appointments to have it looked at and begun silent prayers to the computer gods to be merciful.
PS – did you know there’s a patron saint of computers, program, users and the Internet? Found him when Googling “computer problems.” For some reason they picked a guy who died in the 7th century AD; I for one fail to see the connection.