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Monday 14 December 2020

The apricot shop...

the man and me. 

Today’s trip was going swimmingly, the first supermarket was quiet and  I managed to get all the things on my list.  No old ladies were kicked into the air for me to get to the last pack of Izal.

The second supermarket right in the centre of town, their car park was full.  I happily trolled up to the roof parking my charabanc high in the clouds of town.  I was on a roll sadly not loo roll.  As I wandered into town with my flat thing it crossed my mind that as the problem was intermittent maybe let sleeping curs lie.  No, I’ve come this far and things are going so blooming well, it is silly to skiddadle home without at least letting these techwhizzards have a gander at my equipment.  The shop was empty,  the guy didn’t seem very interested when I asked for help.  In true computer geek mode his fingers flew over the soft downy skin of my apricot howsyourfather.  He managed in a few short nanoseconds to completely and utterly make my flat thing die!

He handed it back saying best you get the guy who sorted it out to unscramble what has been done.

‘Err, he is probably back home in Bulgaria, as he seems to have dropped off the trendy techie Ludlow scene!’ I testily replied.

‘I can’t help you, next’ he said handing it back to me and looking past me to the lady at the head of the queue.  The queue which had morphed out of the ether, as if by magic.

‘Hold tight, you are now attempting to send me out of the shop in a worse state than I came in after your fingers flew over the keyboard and completely and efficiently shafted my flat thing!  Now I am fully aware this technical stuff is imprinted in your DNA.  This just isn’t right!’  My irritation level was rising at about the same rate as the interest level of the queue.  They hadn’t had so much fun as this since last year’s ruddy panto. I swept out of the shop like Widow Twanky on speed, steam escaping from every orifice and a few more besides!

On arriving home still gently steaming, telling himself about my parson’s egg sort of trip, he said

‘It appears Google is down, maybe hacked!’



Well I don’t mind admitting I was blooming hacked off, but not that much, surely?

I always thought I had power... the ruddy mind boggles.

11 comments:

  1. As I am reading your post and scrolling down and see the advertising coming into view, I started thinking, now she is getting into making Money on her blog like so many others! But then I realized what it was......You almost lost me there! I hate reading posts where advertising pops up all the time!

    Great that you got the shopping done, which I need to do as well as soon as I decide what I need for my Christmas baking.

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    1. I’m with you on all the adverts on-line, I make point of never looking at them, so like you I would never have advertisements on my blog.

      LX

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  2. They have you there...pay through the nose for their official help..or else

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    1. ‘Oh know they won’t!’

      LX

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    2. ‘Oh, yes they will!’

      ‘Oh, NO they won’t!’ Look behind you...

      LX

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  3. Right, I need to ask you, was it an official Apple shop? If so, get on the phone and ask for the manager because it sounds like your techie isn't a techie at all. No way should he have sent you packing with a worse machine than you had before. These people are employed because of their knowledge of all things Apple - I believe they are called genius's not staff!! (I might have made that part up!) Anyway, I really think you should call and speak to the manager, the service you got was dreadful to say the least! If we lived nearer my hubby could probably sort your machine out! :( xx

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    1. I really can’t be bothered MG. the problem is spasmodic so I will limp around it. The shop I will never go to again.

      LX

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  4. I offered some help if you wanted but have never heard from you. I think you actually enjoy the problems you have, gives you something to blog about. I was unaware of any Google problems but the Guardian probably blew it up out of all proportion. I note the search part was ok, the part most people would use. All providers have email problems from time to time. Email me if you want.

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    1. Thank you Rachel for your offer of help I have thought about it a couple of times the thing that has stopped me is I don’t understand the jargon ie browser, platform, url etc. So anything you say by way of explanation would be like Serbian Mandarin, you get my drift I’m sure.

      LX

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    2. I am not a technical nerd and keep it simple and because I am alone, no brainy little children to help me, I work things out for myself, and definitely do not use words like you suggest, or if I do I also explain them in layman's language.

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    3. Right Oh Rachel, you’re on... I will be in touch, thank you.

      LX

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