Got a new comp! Like finally, my old one has been with me for about 5 years.
Saw some secondary school kids drinking beer and bottled Bircadi and Vodka, those you get from 7-11 for $5 a bottle. It reminded me that I used to do that lol, it was a cool thing to do that time. Now, they just seem like soft drinks. Drinks sold in clubs are so much stronger and they make me high, and I enjoy that. Maybe that's why I enjoy clubbing.
I CAN'T STAND MY MUM ANYMORE! To a certain extent, my dad too...
WHO THEY THINK I AM? A PRODIGY? A TECH WIZ? HOW THE FUCK I KNOW WHAT IS WRONG WITH FAULTY COMPUTERS. FOR YEARS I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO MAKE MY POINT TO MY MUM. I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO FUCKING FIX COMPUTERS SO STOP FUCKING CALL ME WHEN THERE IS A FUCKING PROBLEM.
WORSE. Just now there was some issue with the walkie talkie she just bought.
"This walkie talkie got some wierd number on the screen. How to turn it off?"
My blood boiled. If she wasn't my mum, I would have told her "HOW THE FUCK I KNOW!"
"What you think I am, you think I know everything?"
She probably detected the sarcasm because she didn't bother me after that.
For years, they have been calling me to fix any fucking problem or fix any fucking error message that pops up of their comp.
"Why the computer cannot detect my printer?" "What is this error message?" "Why my computer restarts itself?" "Why I cannot connect internet?"
There is one solution to the problems. Follow the steps below. 1. Open the window. 2. Disconnect all cables from the CPU. 3. Throw it out of the window. 4. Get a new one.
For years, I have tried to make my very simple point which can be summarised into 7 simple words i.e. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIX COMPUTERS!
The most irritating of all is when I am busy doing my things, or when I'm sleeping. They expect me to drop whatever I do and fix their fucking problems. For years I have been trying to make my point, sometimes even refusing to help them. Yelling at them that I don't know what is wrong.
Here is the worst part. When I really don't know what is wrong, they get pissed with me, like it's my fault this is happening. Yesterday, I told my dad, "I probably know how to fix an aircraft that is faulty, I dunno how to fix computers." Then I walked away.
