What else???

I’m having the distinct suspicion that someone or something is out to get me.

Today at work, I was feeling fairly good. Sure I was coughing like a crazy fool, but I still felt overall pretty good.

Well apparently people at work didn’t think so. I was called into my manager’s office at about 3:00 PM and told to go home because they thought I wasn’t well enough yet.

That’s nice and all, and thank you for your concern, but I was there to work and I was feeling fine. But, they insisted and I went home.

So I got home and worked on a few things at my computer. Hey, I had the programs, so I figured I’d take a few things home. I sent those off and went to bed for a nap. (You think I wasn’t going to sleep? Ha!)

I woke up and checked Email, chatted a bit on the Internet and just took it easy.

I got a notice saying that my Internet Security program needed updating, so I started the process to update it.

I restarted the computer.

I got a blue screen of death.

That’s right folks, my brand-new computer, not even 6 months old, has just gone kaput on me.

Luckily I have a second computer at home (yes, I am that geeky) and was able to pull up Dell’s customer support. I talked with the guy there and he ran me through a bunch of diagnostics, only to find that my hard drive has, indeed, crashed. Again.

God. Damn. IT!

So Dell is sending a new Hard Drive my way. That’s wonderful and all, but it doesn’t replace every fucking program and every fucking file that I had on the old one. And yes, I did keep backups but it’d been a little while since I’d done a backup. Now all that stuff is gone.

Can I say it again? I’m going to anyway.

GOD. DAMN. IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So tomorrow I am going to the doctor in hopes that I don’t have Pneumonia. With the way my luck has been going, don’t be surprised if I am admitted into the hospital for a while.

I’m not saying I will be, but…

..just don’t be surprised.

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4 thoughts on “What else???

  1. Rick, Sweetie, God’s last name is not dammit. *giggle* Sorry, I had to say it. It’s a kickback from my little kid mommy days. That’s worth a quarter or two in the swear jar.

    I’m so sorry for your troubles. I know exactly how you feel. Like there was some cosmic fuck-up (that’s a dollar word) at the Galactic FedEx and you were dropped on the wrong planet with a target on your head.

    Here’s hoping things get better and YES, get your ass to the doc. Drugs, man, drugs! Hugs of healing.

  2. Rick, Sweetie, God’s last name is not dammit. *giggle* Sorry, I had to say it. It’s a kickback from my little kid mommy days. That’s worth a quarter or two in the swear jar.

    I’m so sorry for your troubles. I know exactly how you feel. Like there was some cosmic fuck-up (that’s a dollar word) at the Galactic FedEx and you were dropped on the wrong planet with a target on your head.

    Here’s hoping things get better and YES, get your ass to the doc. Drugs, man, drugs! Hugs of healing.

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