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Just several days ago I mentioned in my blog about my beloved desktop computer (see Notebook Idiot).
It’s the one I am so used to… the one that I, most often than not, choose over my new Notebook. Most of my blogs were created using that unit. All the articles I have written in the past three years were typed and printed and emailed using the same. I have spent countless hours in front of it writing an article, blogging, chatting with friends, doing Facebook, checking emails, banking online, SHOPPING online… uploading pictures, taking pictures of myself using the webcam… making reviewers for my son… and the list goes on (and on and on).
For quite some time now, we have noticed that said computer was painstakingly slow. It took time to turn on, it took time to load a webpage, and sometimes in the middle of a chat message, it would just cease functioning. Like a person holding his breath for several seconds, the cursor will just stay still –or at times, disappear – only to get revived even before my count reaches ten.
I have been meaning to erase all unnecessary and insignificant documents. I have been meaning to make a back up file of my articles, my pictures… everything. I have copied some, but there were others that I just couldn’t bear delete.
I kept putting off cleaning the accounts, deleting old files, copying important documents and pictures.
And I guess you know what happens when you keep putting things off…
7:30pm., Sunday evening
SGM: (Asking for about the fifth time, trying not to sound too worried) Are you sure you can save ALL my files?
Poor Computer Technician: I will see what I can do ma’am. But I am doing my best, don’t worry.
SGM: Can I wait for it or should I just come back for it tomorrow?
PCT: (looks at the clock) Erm, it’s okay, we’re open until 10pm.
SGM: (In panic) You mean I have to wait until ten??!
I have been in this computer shop since 4:30 in the afternoon. It took almost three hours before the technician was able to bring my computer back to life. But reviving it was just the first step… he still had to find out if my files were still intact… or if they were still actually there.
Three hours of pacing back and forth, just waiting for some update from the technician. My throat was getting dry of thirst, my stomach was grumbling, part of me was wondering what stores at the mall were on sale and if I would have the chance to check them out. Okay, so I ignored the last thought, there were more pressing matters that needed to be addressed. I didn’t go to the mall to shop…
I went to have my poor, beloved pc repaired because it crashed without warning. Without giving me the chance to ready myself, the computer just died.
computer god at work
And now I am doing my best to be friends with the technician because he’s the only one who can revive my unit. He is the only one who can retrieve what I have lost (translation: ALL MY FILES). In his hands lies the fate of my dear computer.
If he succeeds, I promise to give him a huge tip… and will probably include him in my Christmas list for this year.
The crash of my computer made me realize several things.
For one, we are creatures of habit. Well, at least, I am. I am so used to my daily routine of sitting in front of the desktop during weekdays that the mere thought of not having said computer on the table come Monday morning made me anxious somewhat. This is normally how I feel when I run out of coffee… my hands begin to shake and my heart starts palpitating. Withdrawal symptoms to the very core.
The thing is, I have been lazy, too. I know I should have diligently made a back up of my files… yet I didn’t. I also know that I should have long erased the documents that I didn’t need… yet I didn’t. And I should have made hard copies of the pictures that I have uploaded… obviously, I still haven’t. Now the thought of losing all of them just makes me so sad… and angry at myself, too.
The Rise of the Machines
In this modern world, we rely too much on the mechanical, hi-tech things that we forget… we forget that things do break down. Computers crash. Those small chips found inside the computer can short circuit, overload, burn. You can lose everything with just a blink of an eye.
When you forget something that you’ve been keeping in the central processing unit of your brain, you feel sad and you do all your darnedest just to retrieve it. Sometimes, you succeed. But when your computer crashes and loses all that you have saved in it, it doesn’t feel a thing. You are still the one left feeling sorry and helpless and like a total idiot for putting too much trust on the mechanical.
Text message from Computer Technician (turned God of the Computers): Good morning! Your computer’s fixed, your files restored, I will just have to update your antivirus. You may get your unit by lunchtime.
SGM’s thought balloon: Sorry I cannot text back, I am too busy jumping for joy!!!
Okay, so what exactly did I learn from the experience…
Always have back up. Don’t overload. Pictures printed on paper are still way better than pictures saved on a disc. Listen to your gut when it says something wrong is going to happen if you don’t do things differently. Trust in the skill (or power) of the person who knows what he’s doing (translation: Don’t attempt to fix something if you have no idea how to).
And though painful, sometimes, you really just have to let go…
But then again, sometimes, you get lucky. So be thankful… and learn your lesson.
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Photos via google image
*this entry was created using the new Notebook and uploaded using the newly revived desktop pc. How’s that for teamwork? 🙂