Do It for the Kiddies

A girlfriend of mine is doing something bold.  Something that I would never ever in a million years do.  She and several of her friends are pulling a Britney Spears and shaving their heads.  Granted, they’re not doing it because they’re mentally unstable, they’re actually doing it for a cause.

They’re shaving their locks to help fight Leukemia.  It’s a fund raising event.

You know you want to contribute to a good cause.  $1?  Super!  $5?  Even better!  $10?  Now you’re talking.

You can go without a venti soy latte for a week, can’t you?  Just think of the kids…

Click here to donate: http://my.imisfriendraising.com.au/personalPage.aspx?SID=113607

When Did I Get Hired at Geek Squad?

My mother is technologically retarded.  It took us two years to teach her how to use email, and three months for her to learn how to use Skype.  Half the time I wonder if she’s just not trying because she likes harassing my sister and me, or if she’s really that dense.

Anytime she has a problem with her computer or her iPhone she immediately calls me.  She then proceeds to get pissed off when I can’t help her.  She doesn’t seem to understand that I need to see the computer and fool around with it before I can figure out what the hell is wrong with it.

I have encouraged her to play around with her macbook to get familiar with it. I should have known better.  The other day she changed her screen resolution and she can’t figure out how to fix it.  Another time she turned off her wifi and it took me 20 minutes to walk her through the steps of going to the wireless router, looking for the PIN, and turning it back on.  Every time one of these phone calls comes in I immediately want to bang my head on my desk until I bleed.

This morning she called me at work because her printer was jacked up:

• Mom: The printer isn’t working.
• Catherinette: Um…okay.
• Mom: Can you fix it?
• Catherinette: What’s it doing?
• Mom: When I try to print something only a white piece of paper comes out.
• Catherinette: Um…I don’t know why it’s doing that.
• Mom: Why is there no ink?  There’s ink in the printer.
• Catherinette: I don’t know.  I’d have to look at the printer.
• Mom: [getting angry] Can’t you just tell me what to look at?
• Catherinette: Mom, I don’t know without looking at the printer why it’s not working.
• Mom: What could it be?
• Catherinette: It could be any number of things.  The cartridge is in wrong, the cables are jacked, the default isn’t set up, there’s something wrong with the document.  Do you want me to go on?
• Mom: I don’t care for your attitude.
• Catherinette: Mom, I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to tell you.  I have to look at the computer and the printer to figure it out.
• Mom: Can you come over?
• Catherinette: Now?
• Mom: Yes.  I need to print this out today.
• Catherinette: No, mom.  I’m at work.  I can’t come over now.
• Mom: [angry] FINE! I’ll just figure it out myself.  You always help your friends but you can’t help your own mother.
• Catherinette: Mom, I’m sorry, I just don’t know enough about your printer to tell you how to fix it.
• Mom: Whatever.
• Catherinette:  Why are you angry with me?
• Mom: Because of your attitude.

 $50 says she hung up with me and immediately called my sister.