Yall feel free to laugh...but only after taking this completely serious! Deep breath in through the nose, let it seep out the mouth slowly. Repeat. Hold on tightly to the table and calm down. This is after I believed Id have to perform CPR on myself. Mr. Computer informed me this morning he needed to update something. This would force a restart. There are ALWAYS multiple tabs open on the net for research, word documents in the toolbar and programs running I use while writing. Jot down web addresses and pin them to the desktop, save word documents and pin them to the desktop and log recent tasks from programs. Okay, GO! Do your thing Mr. Computer. I leave home only to find out I never had to leave in the first place so wonderful, a day of writing. But where is the new book? It was pinned to the desktop before the update. WHERE is the new book?!!!! My eyes flicking like a hummingbird over the screen. NEW BOOK! NEW BOOK! The book Ive almost finished the first draft. The book. WHERE. IS. THE. BOOK?!!! Hewlett Packard. Call Hewlett Packard! My remote service. I pay for this service so they can fix my issues. Eating the new book is definitely an issue! Prompt after prompt, until I get to my assistant. Of course when he gets on the phone Im making NO sense! Me (talk as fast as you possibly can and that was my tempo): The book is gone. The computer updated this morning. Now its not there. Youve GOT to find it! Assistant: The book is a file on your computer? Me: Please dont ask me stupid questions. If it were a book in my hand I wouldnt need the computer or you. I kid you not, he chuckled over the phone line. Assistant: Oh yes, Mrs. Archer, I see on your profile that you use your HP for writing. We will find it, but try to tell me what happened. Youre going to see a prompt on your screen. Please press okay to connect me to your system. Me: The computer did an update this morning but before allowing it I saved all my work and closed the programs. It forced a restart to the system and now I cant find the new book. It was right there (pause for me to point at the computer screen) on the desktop where it always is. Not in my documents but on the desktop. The prompt appeared on the screen. Click. Hes in my system now. Did it just eat it? If it ate it can you retrieve it? If you cant find it will you please call 911 to my house? Again, a chuckle through the phone line. Assistant: Mrs. Archer, do you pin everything to your desktop? Youd have to see my desktop, as he was, to know there are so many things pinned there...kinda like disgustingly busy wallpaper. If I research it, I pin it to the desk top. If Im working on it, I pin it to the desk top. Pin. Pin. Pin. Im surprised the monitor hasnt deflated from all the pinning I do to the desktop. Thank goodness its virtual and not literal! Me: I need alll that stuff. So, yes. The cursor moves over the screen. He opens a couple of things in the start menu. Assistant: Whats the file name? Me: New book. In the black box he types it and clicks a word document. Assistant: Is that it? Me: YESSSS!!!! Assistant: It was there the whole time. There are so many items on the desktop it created a second page that doesnt show on the monitor. Me: THANK YOU!!!!! We disconnect. I immediately start cleaning up the desktop with folders to place things in to free up the visible space. A few minutes later a new e-mail hits my inbox. A survey about my recent experience with my remote assistant. My review in the comment box: Your assistant is a life saver. You arent paying him enough to deal with lunatics like me.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 17:13:52 +0000
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