As if I don't gots enuff problems. I hit the household trifactor this morning. My phone went nuts the computer is acting up, and the tub upstairs overflowed again. The latter ain't so bad as it leaks down into my tub. So convenient.
I went upstairs to my pal. Had to knock loud as he fell asleep. Which is how his tub went nuts. Said he was sorry all that...cool. Just be careful. As for my Tomorrowland appliances. These were having nervous breakdowns.
Did I mention I had nightmares all night? Thanks to anxiety depression and UFO abduction flashbacks? Anyways I calms down and mouses through the assorted digital systems. Hey, I used to be a bleeping broadcast engineer. Granted my skills are centuries out of date. However, basic stuff stays da same.
When in doubt pull da damned plug...then plug it back.
Which didn't work. So I looked into da guts and after an hour in that haunted jungle-bingo! I found shit I had done to myself but forgot. I undid that stupid noise. See above all is Jim Dandy.
Reminds me of the time I switched our radio station's transmitter to one of the other stations in the network. This during my show. I wanted to air something they were doing.
I then forgot the backup was still switched to the station on the coast. So when we went to back up later that day, they got California. Manager wasn't happy. Luckily, he owed me, so we were even. That lost favor later cost me. ...Show business.
Now to the damned phone which I couldn't fix if they held an H-Bomb to my head. I tried anyway. I have no idea what I did, but after a long morning of mayhem it started working again.
I just did what we all do.
Random poking about till something happens. I think the secret A.I. bits in there do this on purpose just to fuck with us. They let us go nuts banging away on it. Then they just quietly reset out of spite. I don't recall George Jetson ever having these problems.
Yeah, I know the whole world is a radio-active dumpster fire from hell. But such was my morning. I'm going back to bed.
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