Monday, November 17, 2008

I think I sacrificed the chicken incorrectly...


The computer deities/spirits/demons apparently have it in for me. Even my boss is beginning to think so, and that's not a good sign. Here's my reasoning for this belief:

First: my computer has a tendency to play the little game we like to call "kernel panic." It generally does this before an important talk. 

Second: my laptop has the following problems:
1. The keys  "B" "G" "T" and "5" don't work. Just those keys, no idea why.
2. The lightbulb behind the screen appears to be broken.
3. Funny little lines appear on the burned out screen from time to time.
4. It. is. so. slow.

Third: no crystallography program will work for me. Today I ran *the exact same* program under my account on a server. Nada. "Input error" etc. I then ran it under a coworker's account. No problemo. 

Edit: I just thought of another example: 
When I lent my keyboard to Housemate Helen (don't you like your new nickname, Helen? I thought it had a nice Sesame Streety sort of feel) a few weeks ago it managed to destroy like five hours worth of work. I mean, it completely lost her file. Pretended it had never seen it. It's like I'm contagious or something...spreading computer malfunctions through computer accessories.

I'm beginning to feel like that guy in Good Omens who manages to break or destroy every single piece of electronic equipment he ever comes across. To the point of shutting off power to his city on a regular basis. Which, come to think of it, might be a highly marketable skill. "Will shut off competitor's power for food."

2 comments:

Helen said...

Well, on a positive note (and THANK you for the new nickname, much appreciated :D ) since the clocks changed my keyboard has started working again despite the fact that 'experts' told me it was kaput - so perhaps you need to be more specific as to which computer you are sacrificing for?

I think I shall re-christen you Bean an Ti (pronounced 'apple')

(I hope this is not a duplicate post)

Unknown said...

Hmm...there's a thought. Maybe I'll start sacrificing chickens whilst I chant the computers' serial numbers. That way I'm sure to target the right machine...