A culmination of events
Almost led to a certain patron getting mauled by the systems librarian last night.
We'll call her Edna. Edna is a pain in the butt, and every one knows it. But I find it hard to say to her, "Edna, you're a pain in the ass." Too many years in retail, too polite, too damn stupid, I don't know what my problem is.
She breaks everything. Everything. I don't know what this woman does. Mostly breaks her own floppy disks. I think she must give off this magnetic force that justs fuglies them all up. So she spent an hour breaking disks in my word processor, and then blaming my word processor. Granted, the word processor is not the best by any stretch of the imagination, but no one... no one... has these problems like she does.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. She said she heard a computer guru say that even if something is deleted from a disk, it's not really gone. In some cases, of course, you know, this is true. But for all intents and purposes, I can't get it back. Yes, her file is probably still on the hard drive or floppy unless something has been saved over that sector of disk, however, unless Edna wants to buy my hard drive and take it to a company that does file recovery, it is, for all intents and purposes, gone.
It is partially my fault, though. I get too wrapped up in trying to figure out exactly what the hell happened to the computer that I tend to lose sight of perspective... I need to solve the computer problem. God help me. I am with tech support like I am with Sims.
I threw some thugs out yesterday. Feared my life was in danger... seriously.
Sims 2 release date announced! September 17th. Woo hoo.