I bought a new computer this weekend. IT's been over four years since I got my last one and a new hard drive and power cord later, it's seen better days. It also doesn't help that I drop it on the floor at least once a week. Don't worry though, it's usually on the carpet.
So, after some basic research and some scoping the net for suggestions, I finally settled on a type of computer I wanted. Then, I went to the store and found a completely different one I ended up buying.
At least I bought it for the right reasons and not because it was pretty. That was an option. They come in colours now! Shiny!
As I was getting things together to make my purchase, the cumputer geek at the store suggested I use their team to transfer my files from my old computer to my new one. I scoffed at the thought. I have numerous friends who are computer freaks so I didn't need to pay $100 for someone else to do it. I figured a cheap supper or something and I would rolling.
Then I opened it up. It's so pretty!! And new!!! It still has that new computer smell -- meaning that I haven't eaten anything near it yet and it doesn't smell like fermented cheese.
What? I get hungry when I'm working.
Okay, when I'm playing Tetris on Facebook. Shut up.
But what I realized when I opened it up was that I did not intend to let it out of my sight. Not even for the evening it would take for it to be set up. I could do it myself. I know I can! At my office, I'm a computer genius!
The fact that most people in my office were in their late 30s when computers became mainstream is not lost on me. Big fish in a little pond.
I got through the initial set up alright. I followed the directions and went to town. Finally, I got to the last stage of the process -- transfering files. With Window EASY Transfer.
Easy, my butt.
Setting it up was easy enough. I picked all the things I wanted on my new computer. Things I couldn't live without. And I started the transfer. I knew that with the vast amount of things on my computer (ie: every picture ever taken of my family since the begining of time) the transfer would take awhile. It told me 4 hours.
Okay, I can handle that.
However, as each moment goes by, the stupid program tacks on another hour. I'm now at 1 day and 18 hours.
I want to punch Bill Gates in the throat. Mind you, I will need to wait until I can access my computer so I can google where he lives.
He's going to be a really surprised 80 year old.