I would like to have a showdown with all the shady computer techs out there. And while I am at it, let me provide you a little advice.
Today, I went to install a software program for a family member on their 3 year old computer. The family member informed me that this same computer had just come out of the “shop.”
Me: ”The shop? What was wrong with it?”
FM: “I don’t really know. The guy said it had a virus or something.”
Me: “Well, what was wrong with it?”
FM: ”It kept crashing. And even now, it still is crashing.”
Me: ”Um…how much did you pay this dude?”
FM: ”$200″
Me: “WTF?!?!”
So, I take a look at this thing, which, by the way, crashed as I was there. This was no virus, this was a memory problem. I checked the RAM, only to find that this Vista PC was running on a whopping 512MB of RAM. Vista actually needs 1GB (twice what is in there) to run properly. I set up this computer when it was brand new, 3 years ago. In the setup, I installed AVG Antivirus, as well as Eusing Reg Cleaner.
Ok. Problem solved, need RAM. But…that’s $200 in the toilet. So…what did this cat do for $200? This worthless piece of shit tech uninstalled both AVG and Reg Cleaner, but, GET THIS! He managed to trick Windows Security Center into thinking that both those programs were still installed, so even though UAC was on as well as security alerts, there was no notification that AVG was missing…AND…Windows Defender was not running scans.
I’ll give you one guess why this cock-smoker (in the immortal words of Jason) did this. Fuck it, I’ll just go ahead and tell you. He convinced my poor family member to toss 200 bones at a 3 year old computer. Of course, with no AV running and the registry a disaster, all hell would eventually break loose…and then…RETURN CUSTOMER!
Well fuck you, dude. I guess my family member forgot to mention that he has a REAL tech, hell…PROGRAMMER…in the fucking family.
When I reinstalled AVG (which, by the way, I recommend to all my clients: FREE and AWESOME) I got a virus alert. SURPRISE! This guy didn’t do jack shit but try to rip off my family. And if you know me at all, you know…DON’T FUCK WITH MY FAMILY. So, suffice to say, this fella is dead.
Speaking of dead…I almost ran my car into a tree today. Not because I am a bad driver, but because Lynnie was listening to some of that hip- hop music the kids are listening to these days. The song is scarred into my memory. It went something like this: “You say you like the way my booty pop, you say you like the way my booty rock, you say you like the way my booty drop. Drop it low girl.” What the hell does that even mean? Is her ass falling out of her pants? Or is this some pirate talk that I am just not putting together? If you drop it, who is picking it up? I don’t understand.
I am watching this video as a I work. HA! She says at the beginning, “Go home, pimp!” Now, that’s something I can get down on. I think I will say it to Jason. He should really appreciate that. Hey! This lady is the black, more full figured version of me. I’ll be damned. She’s got my hair. Oh! Hey, it’s that wife-beater guy. I wonder if he is going to wear a wife beater in this song? Hmmm…there is a lot of colorful spandex goin’ on here. To be fair, that was a pretty entertaining little show there.
But my G-d! The music these days is TERRIBLE. I guess there are far worse songs than this. I suppose this might be fun to cut-a-rug to, but I can’t drive on this shit. It’s way better than that rubby ducky song. Oh yes…you remember the rubber ducky song! I posted it on my old blog many moons ago! Oh? You forgot? Well let me bring that joy back into your life! Ah hell…never mind. When I Google “Song about lady masturbating with a rubber duck,” I just get lots of pr0n results. I’m not in the mood for malware. You get the idea from the search string.
I’m so glad that Jason and I like the same music. Metal is safe. He, a Slayer fan, me, OTEP, of course. It works. If he were into that crazy music, I might have to let him go. But alas, his saving grace is his love of metal. And his everything else.
I totally should be working, as it is almost 10PM on Wednesday. I’m gone all weekend with J, as of tomorrow…well, we’ll be here part of the time, but I don’t like to work when he’s here…So, I guess I should bid you all a-fuckin-dieu!
I totally agree. That is precisely how I understand it. Excellent!
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