I have old equipment...I do, and it's everywhere. A young person might not understand the overwhelming feeling of it ALL going to shit. Not even group shit just ALL the shit going to shit ALL the time.
Think of a plane crash only you were in it and lived. Right...life or life right? But, I'm glad and grateful.
My PC is so old it doubles as a space heater, warming my legs as I check my emails. So far it hasn't set my pajamas on fire, I'm glad.
My two year old grandson turns on my printer so I will print out pictures of cars and trucks for him. I think he is going to be a gear head. ( Gear head: someone who takes apart a car gear box or other car part in the middle of the kitchen floor during breakfast, or my DAD.)
The little guy starts talking cars and trucks the minute he gets up in the morning. It's a good thing he knows how to turn on my printer because it only works after I shut my PC off...having a two year old do it early saves time and I'm grateful. I'm grateful for all the shit that still works. Maybe I need to check the heater or radiator in my PC or something like that. I could do it during dinner.
Spell check hates me.
I would like to add a picture to this but every picture I try is " copy written." So reader YOU will have to draw your own picture...and none of you better copy...right? or write copy?
Did I mention my cats have fleas. They apparently (the fleas) like warm places like space heaters...MF.