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Feb. 11th, 2005 12:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
which_chickOne more, just because I'm in rant mode... if you're in my office, with your crippled clusterfuck of a computer in your hands, asking me to fix it, do NOT waste my time by telling me about your [son/nephew/uncle/brother/boyfriend/brother-in-law/cow-orker] and his [they are invariably men] really spiffing abilities with computers. I've heard the story before. I can finish it for you. My [male computer geek wannabe] is really good with computers and he [did this/told me to do this] and it's broken now and I want you to fix it. That's what you're going to say. I know that's what you're going to say. I don't want to hear it.
I don't want to hear it because then I have to restrain myself from pointing out that if your male computer geek wannabe was worth his fucking salt, you would not be in my office asking me to fix your computer because it would not be broken after your geek touched it. People who have worthwhile geeks on tap do not ever wind up in my office with comatose boxes in their hands. Your very presence in my office should be a real big clue as to the skill level of your male computer geek wannabe and you've no idea how hard it is for me to keep from pointing this out.
I don't want to hear it because then I have to restrain myself from pointing out that if your male computer geek wannabe was worth his fucking salt, you would not be in my office asking me to fix your computer because it would not be broken after your geek touched it. People who have worthwhile geeks on tap do not ever wind up in my office with comatose boxes in their hands. Your very presence in my office should be a real big clue as to the skill level of your male computer geek wannabe and you've no idea how hard it is for me to keep from pointing this out.
