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Parental invasion has commenced
Hmm. So Dad's car got broken into last night, and his briefcase with his computer was stolen out of it.
Now... bear in mind that I provide not only tech support for Dad, but bitch support when the basic problem is that the laptop his company has provided for has not even half the memory it needs to run all the programs he demands out it. Dad calls his bitch support line rather often.
So, while I feel bad about the theft and all? My first reaction was: 'Well, at least he'll be getting a better laptop out of the deal.'
And you know what? So was his. :)
Anyway, no Dad this trip, but Mom and Poppa are driving up, with an ETA sometime Sunday. *re-commences shuffling piles of crap around to conceal her lack of organization*
Now... bear in mind that I provide not only tech support for Dad, but bitch support when the basic problem is that the laptop his company has provided for has not even half the memory it needs to run all the programs he demands out it. Dad calls his bitch support line rather often.
So, while I feel bad about the theft and all? My first reaction was: 'Well, at least he'll be getting a better laptop out of the deal.'
And you know what? So was his. :)
Anyway, no Dad this trip, but Mom and Poppa are driving up, with an ETA sometime Sunday. *re-commences shuffling piles of crap around to conceal her lack of organization*