Shit, I’d put my money on it’s actually him.

I seriously have a boiling hatred for computers now because I couldn’t even be a little bit mean. I’ve snapped a few times when people blamed me for problems years after I worked on their stuff, but mostly I just got trampled on and robbed at every turn because I didn’t want to upset anyone.

By the time I was mean enough to demand payment and things like that, I already hated it.

My daughter is passionate about computers, so nowadays if I so much as want to tweak something a little bit I let her do it unless she don’t want to. I don’t want to burn her out too.

Your dad sounds like the childhood hero of mine who got me into computers.

Severe ADHD prevented me from ever learning to code, but I became damn good at repairs and things and just general understanding of computers because he was available to ask questions at almost any time.

He went to school auctions every year and got me a pile of hardware to learn from. He never asked for anything in exchange. All around great guy.

I heard him on the phone a few times dealing with the people who he worked with though. Good god he was mean. I couldn’t imagine him being that way with me ever, but he was brutal when it came to work and money.

A dude called him one time while I was sitting there, he listened for a few minutes and he said, “I’ve got a 14 year old kid here, he’s been doing this stuff for about 2 years. I’m gonna let him walk you through this for the 10th fucking time because you’re a goddamn idiot and feeling like a fool when you hang up the phone with a grown man isn’t teaching you any lessons. Maybe get a pen for this one because if I have to remind that a child walked you through it last time, I’m not going to be so fucking friendly.” I was so nervous, apologized multiple times, when I was finished walking him through it he took the phone and said, “now don’t you feel stupid? 25 years and this kid just schooled you.”

He told me, “you gotta be real with idiots or they’ll bother you with stupid problems every single day of your life.”

I wish that lesson had stuck haha, it just wasn’t in me to be mean. As a result, a hobby that I was passionate about all of my life is something I avoid like the plague now. People ruined it for me by bothering me constantly.

Exxxxactly

Exactly.

Ah, yes. I see. My friend, when you serve the one true religion you feeeeel it deep down, as though god is talking through your feelings.

You can’t just allow people from false religions to galavant around claiming they are part of the one true religion. And, see, since we’re all immortal (at least in the true religion) this world doesn’t matter really, except where religion counts.

Gaaaaaaah. The whole world filled with people with perfectly good noses, and yet they breathe through their mouths.

I’d like to, that’s for sure.

I’m almost out of certified classics to play though and this loot box, cosmetic, buy this, buy that, always online crap don’t appeal to me.

Damn. I hadn’t even thought of it. Isn’t it crazy that some people among us would see things like that burn and not even wince. Hell, some would even celebrate. Our lives are so short. It blows my mind that anyone would want to destroy something like that for any reason.

And also, preaching to the choir I’m sure, that’s the biggest reason I hate AI. We’re already contending with misinformation and bad information, and here comes the confused talking computer to make things worse.

Your original reply had me confused for a moment haha. Thank you for clearing it up and removing it.

I exist because my mother told my father that she was taking birth control. My father hasn’t been a part of my life except on a few occasions where he wanted to be here and there, and I don’t hold a grudge. My mom proudly told me this when I was about 9. I don’t blame her either, she raised herself from the time she was 4 years old when her mother committed suicide. She did the best she could with what she had as a person with no education and no parents to guide her.

My father came for the birth of my oldest biological child. He came for a few Christmases. He showed up when I was going through a divorce and helped me fix a car for my now ex. He didn’t have to do any of that. I barely know him at all, and even though it bums me out from time to time, it is what it is.

Life is a mess for everybody haha.

Hell, I googled mine and can’t find any info so I’ll share it here, fuck it. 91369100

Mine is 8, so I was behind you I guess.

My uncle isn’t particularly tech savvy, like, at all. I finally had him good to go on Windows XP. The transition to Windows Vista and then 7 went well enough with minor issues here and there. Big problems started with 10, and now that he’s stuck on 11 he is completely lost.

I haven’t used it much because I switched everything over to Linux on my end awhile ago.

I spent over and hour on the phone with him yesterday trying to help him copy a damn file. I had to get him to read every little thing he seen on the screen to make it work and finally realized “show more options” is a thing.

He said, “I swear to you, copy and paste is gone. All I see is copy as path. What the hell is copy as path?”

Older users are totally screwed now. I had him good to go by explaining explorer as a file cabinet with a little bit of magic here and there. Now it takes ages to get anything done.

And getting his printer going the other day over the phone. Good god.

Some of these changes are absurd and they make absolutely no sense whatsoever. For those of us who grew up on computers we can just growl and figure it out. Why should we have to though?

I wish I had started him on Mac OS years ago. I really do.

I still remember mine somehow.

That’s what I was thinking.

Uh oh!

CDs are cheap as fuck now.

I’d cancel my Spotify but my teenager would drop dead.

We the shareholders trust Musk completely. He is, after all, a genius.

Nah, I’m playing! Only thing I ever had shares of was the ex wife, and I wasn’t even aware she was publicly traded until I accidentally dropped in on a shareholder meeting. I gave mine away. :p

That isn’t how cults work. They generally visit the leaders in jail and fight to get them freed.