my computer went to sleep several weeks ago and didn't wake up. I begged, pleaded, cajoled and bribed, but it would not wake. I was lost, forlorn, desperate but still it would not wake. I tried every self-help remedy i could find, nothing worked. I became immersed in my art to keep my mind off my dilemma, but everytime i went to show u my progess i was cruelly reminded that the link had been severed between us. I was adrift, no longer a part of the world wide web. sad, sad, pitiful me. Finally my daughter drove me to best buy. I hugged my friend and confidante the whole way, assuring her that all would be well. I promised that the nice geeks were just gonna take a little look-see and she would come home soon. the nice man at the door put a little sticker on her back and pointed us to the help desk. the little geek at the desk was a snotty female with a crabby old lady smirk stretched across her very young face. I rushed to the desk and cried, "my baby is sick!" the snotty geek looked over my head to my daughter who translated my dilemma in geek speak. lil snotty then proceeded to open my laptop with her pinky finger and pressed the on button. and whaddyaknow, my baby woke up and said "good morning!", just as if she hadn't been in a self-induced coma for weeks. I was so happy, I could have hugged lil snotty but she smirked even wider and said "yes, these computers have minds of their own." but her tone said, you idiot you probably never turned it on. I knew i would become a geek joke in the breakroom but i didn't care. I walked away with my baby in my arms, away from lil snotty and her nasty smirk, away from bestbuy and their 200 dollar diagnostic fee and away from the disconnectedness i felt when i couldn't plug-in and log-on. She is alive and well, I've missed her and we have alot of work to do. I pray you are all well, we are!
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