Well this day was a total waste of make-up.
During the night I finished the fifth Harry Potter Book. Now I have to get my hands on number six.
Meanwhile, the modem that I ordered to install DSL on my PC arrived. So I start installing it only to discover that I don't have a NIC card port. I thought I did. Nope. Some days.
So I take the hubby out for lunch, take him to the doctor for a blood test, and then drop by Circuit City to buy an Ethernet adaptor.
The guy who waited on me was a damn ray of sunshine. Sarcasm seems to be just one more service they offer. So, my PC is four years old. According to him, it's out of date. BUT, he'll do me a favor and sell me the Network PCI Card if I really, really, want to try to install it myself. Some guys. If assholes could fly, that place would be an airport. That isn't a computer place. It's hell with fluorescent lighting.
So, I get home with the Ethernet PCI card, and discover that I have left the directions for the DSL installation there at Circuit City. Urge to kill....myself. I call them, and they have it and will hold it for me. I don't think I need it, but I guess I'll go back and get it, just in case.
What kills me is that this young guy figures that anyone with white hair can't possibly know how to open up the PC, locate the PCI expansion slots inside, insert the PCI card into an available slot, and then plug the network cable into the newly installed PCI Card.
There are undoubtedly many people my age who can do this. Now, I may or may not be one of them, but he doesn't know that. Am I ambivalent about trying this? Well, yes and no.
But I'm not tense about it, just terribly, terribly alert.