HG (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} circumgoy) wrote in namreg, |
*cough* loser *cough*
I jest.
I jest don't know what to do with myself.
If it makes you feel any better, I have found the depths of A&S Computing Center tedium to be nigh un-plumbable.
The questions some of the professors ask about their computers are not to be believed. The things they do not know about their computers (and computers in general) are not to be believed.
Professors flip out when Pine is down, and don't seem to realize they can go to the A&S Webmail page and log on just like anybody else. Professors flip out when Ctrl+C cancels their message, and doesn't copy text like they think it oughta. Professors flip out when their Apple computer craps out on them, because Apple computers--they've heard--are not supposed to crap out on anyone. Those same professors bitch because there is no screen capture key. They think it unreasonable that it takes three keys to do the same function (shift+Apple+3, I think. It's super-easy to find out). They think it unreasonable that Firefox doesn't seem to give a damn when they press the "page down" or "end" keys when they are browsing on their Apples. Hey, Mr. New-to-Apple-and-Firefox Man, it ain't my fault. Lower your voice. Go back to using Explorer on your Dell if you can't stomach change, but don't bitch when Explorer crashes every time you open more than ten files, and don't ask me why Explorer gets so testy when you try to use the "Find" feature it pretends to offer (when it feels like it), or why Explorer doesn't have a tab feature.
Professors call asking how to import a sound file to a PowerPoint presentation without bothering to look through PowerPoint's "help" index. Professors get bitchy when you try to help them, and yell out "I already did that!" when you are going through a routine trouble-shoot with them.
Incoming freshmen call in pretty routinely begging for their e-mail passwords. It's not that they have any real need for those passwords. It's that they are desperate to create a Facebook account.
I do a lot of PC toting. I replace power supplies and fried drives. (Turns out this is easier to do than I thought it would be.) I help professors set up Thunderbird and lend a polite ear to their prating about Pegasus Mail and the good old days.
Whatever the case, it beats working as a Certified Nursing Assistant in a nursing home--especially in this heat.
I jest.
I jest don't know what to do with myself.
If it makes you feel any better, I have found the depths of A&S Computing Center tedium to be nigh un-plumbable.
The questions some of the professors ask about their computers are not to be believed. The things they do not know about their computers (and computers in general) are not to be believed.
Professors flip out when Pine is down, and don't seem to realize they can go to the A&S Webmail page and log on just like anybody else. Professors flip out when Ctrl+C cancels their message, and doesn't copy text like they think it oughta. Professors flip out when their Apple computer craps out on them, because Apple computers--they've heard--are not supposed to crap out on anyone. Those same professors bitch because there is no screen capture key. They think it unreasonable that it takes three keys to do the same function (shift+Apple+3, I think. It's super-easy to find out). They think it unreasonable that Firefox doesn't seem to give a damn when they press the "page down" or "end" keys when they are browsing on their Apples. Hey, Mr. New-to-Apple-and-Firefox Man, it ain't my fault. Lower your voice. Go back to using Explorer on your Dell if you can't stomach change, but don't bitch when Explorer crashes every time you open more than ten files, and don't ask me why Explorer gets so testy when you try to use the "Find" feature it pretends to offer (when it feels like it), or why Explorer doesn't have a tab feature.
Professors call asking how to import a sound file to a PowerPoint presentation without bothering to look through PowerPoint's "help" index. Professors get bitchy when you try to help them, and yell out "I already did that!" when you are going through a routine trouble-shoot with them.
Incoming freshmen call in pretty routinely begging for their e-mail passwords. It's not that they have any real need for those passwords. It's that they are desperate to create a Facebook account.
I do a lot of PC toting. I replace power supplies and fried drives. (Turns out this is easier to do than I thought it would be.) I help professors set up Thunderbird and lend a polite ear to their prating about Pegasus Mail and the good old days.
Whatever the case, it beats working as a Certified Nursing Assistant in a nursing home--especially in this heat.
