If I can't solve the problem myself then I'll have to see if the computer wizards at PC World can fix it for me. I've lost count of the amount of times I've taken my computer to that place. This time when I walk in I'll just slap the computer on the front desk and ask for "the usual".
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Virus!
Turns out some virusy shite has 'infected' my computer and as a result every single time I turn it on I become the victim of an onslaught of messages along the lines of "wow you're screwed now, big boy!" and "Merry Christmas from Microsoft bitch!" Obviously the messages don't say that exactly, I've just translated them from computer-speak to English.
If I can't solve the problem myself then I'll have to see if the computer wizards at PC World can fix it for me. I've lost count of the amount of times I've taken my computer to that place. This time when I walk in I'll just slap the computer on the front desk and ask for "the usual".
If I can't solve the problem myself then I'll have to see if the computer wizards at PC World can fix it for me. I've lost count of the amount of times I've taken my computer to that place. This time when I walk in I'll just slap the computer on the front desk and ask for "the usual".
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