I have been forced to change computers this morning, having wasted 40 minutes of my life trying to get the [censored] laptop to do anything more than thumb its nose at me. I start the day an hour behind in my work.
You may have read yesterday about Phoebe’s dashboard clock. I think it awakened a competitive spirit in my equipment. “Let’s show that clock what Nothing Works really looks like!”
So… if you were wondering what happened to me this morning… freakin’ nothing!