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Me “Try switching the system off and then back on again... (monitor and desktop power switches duly clicked and cycled)... any lights / noise?”
PA “Yes and yes, but it’s still not showing anything, it must be broken”
Me “OK, I will come over”
... turns out the silly mare had the PC base unit powered on but the monitor off. By cycling the power switches one of the devices would always have been switched off! Total facepalm...
What's the problem? It is still a laptop even if you aren't wearing clothes
He bought it into the office and we were chit chatting as you do and he was moaning that he had just had a huge phone bill to premium rate numbers and he had "found out" that it was his 16 year old daughter calling chat lines, she had admitted it and was going to pay him back over many months of pocket money.
Off he goes and we have a look at the PC, the thing is stuffed full of hidden porn, almost as soon as we turn it on it tries dialing out (this was way before home broadband and the WWW was on dial up) and it is trying to connect to a dial up porn repository on, yes you guessed it, a premium rate number.
So as it transpires little miss was very curious and spending lots of time downloading porn and when confronted with the phone bill and the chatline question decide not to fess up to the actual crime.
we deleted the porn, removed the dialer program and left her a little textpad note in her hidden folder to let her know we wouldn't be turning her in but to be more careful in the future.
20 years I worked with that guy, never had the heart to tell him the real truth, we just said it was a virus that slowed it down.
Love the comments: 'Everyone knows a bloke like Simon, if you don't, it's you!'
You are too now, right?
The best socket ever is Apple's Magsafe. You can't break it, genius design which unfortunately is now retired to USB C which is a socket that doesn't need to break, the detection circuit goes instead and the laptop sits there with an idle 5V from the USB C charger because it's not asking for the 20V it needs to charge.
Also sadly accurate in that it's a pretty lonely profession!
This however (cable hoiked across the room, socket holding weight of dangling power brick) was not a user being careful.
I'm escorted to the bridge / accommodation block where I get in the lift to take me to the sixth floor where the Captain's quarters are. After a while, he appears, laptop in hand. He's Greek and his English is a bit rough around the edges, but he explains that it won't turn on.
So.... not having a clue what to do as I'm a noob, I start dismantling it. He sits down to watch me work (thanks mate). After about half an hour, I reach the point where his desk is littered with screws, cables, brackets and bits of plastic and I realise that I've reached the limit of my memory - If I remove anything else, I won't remember the reassembly sequence. Now I'm staring at the motherboard and I have absolutely no idea what to do next. I've never opened a laptop before and I've never seen surface-mount components before either! In desperation, I resort to pressing down on (surface mount!) chips with my thumb and in that moment, my lack of knowledge is immediately obvious to the Captain.
He then says "You have got the new motherboard, yes ?". Er... no... what new motherboard ? "You ARE from Toshiba, yes ?". Er... no... I'm from a small, useless, local I.T. maintenance company.
He then expressed his displeasure at the situation, telling me that this was a new laptop that was under warranty and I was supposed to be from Toshiba to replace the motherboard. I apologised and said I didn't know anything about that and started trying to reassemble the laptop from the millions of bits all over his desk. I think I managed two screws before he said "You should go. I will do this." through gritted teeth.
I didn't need asking twice. I made my escape back to the car, back down the jetty, through the refinery, picked up the cigar lighter, parked up and smoked my brains out before finding a phone box (pre mobile days) and giving my office a tirade of abuse.
Also chips are "Plant-based" no matter how you cook them.
The IT guys were quite surprised when I openly admitted to being an idiot.
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I at least had the sense to not give them Admin rights, so far less work for me to keep them running
I used to give them hand-me-down tower PCs, but eventually they "needed" laptops.
Of the first ones I got for them, they both used to run them on top of beds or on the carpet, one of them got stood on, ended up with the case around the keyboard bulging up by 5mm in some places, but amazingly still working. The other one got left at just the right angle so that a magnifying make up mirror concentrated the sun's rays from the window, and completely melted most of the numeric key pad keys. That one also got a knackered screen from some physical damaged I assume. I just made them use them for another 2-3 years, I allocated an external keyboard and monitor for the melted one.
Now they are over 16, I got them some quite nice ones, which they seem to be looking after
- The latest Windows 10 (32-bit) won't install on some older machines (Pentium M & 2 GB RAM).
- The latest Windows 10 doesn't offer you the option of creating a local account, unless you install it without Wi-Fi enabled (either in the BIOS or if there's a switch).
Regarding giving them away; in the past week I've had:I had to go down to the theatres, scrub up, and walk in while a patient was on the table. He started screaming and I mean screaming to the point one of the nurses said that I didn’t have to put up with this.
I opened the correct link, he’d been opening the wrong desktop icon all along. There were two similar but separate icons, one local, the other regional.
Me: You’ve updated to a new version of Windows that isn’t supported yet.
No I didn’t!
Yes, you did.
No I didn’t!
Yes you did....
for about 8 hours until she admitted she had. It was literally a full day before she fessed up. She could work on her desktop but she had the laptop at home and decided to update it. This was the woman who had a meltdown when we accidentally blocked Facebook at work and cried, screamed and went home to ‘work’ from there.