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Tuesday, May 24, 2005

TIFR. Usually in my experience, these are the more mundane, informative rather than entertaining reads. But now, in the age of realitainmentTM and infotainmentTM, reality is proving to be more entertaining and amusing than fiction.

Thanks to Todd for an entertaining yet scary email he sent me today. So, without further adieu, here's the article, blasted in it's entirity.


Think again....

A woman went out to a local computer store to buy a computer that her family wanted her to get so she could e-mail them. The sales person told her that they would deliver the computer, set it up and give her some pointers on using it. If she had any problems later, all she had to do was call their "Technical Support"; they would talk her through it over the phone or come back to her house to find the problem. The sales person asked her if she wanted to purchase 2 years in house warranty, the woman said yes.

A few months went by, she was getting good at sending and receiving mail and checking the other web sites with only one call to tech support ... until one day, she called tech support.

SUPPORT: "Hello, technical support, how can I help you?"

LADY: last night my computer started making a lot of hissing noise at me, so I shut it down. This morning when I turned on the computer it started hissing and cracking, then started smoking and a bad smell, then nothing.

SUPPORT: I'll have a technician come over first thing this morning. Leave the computer just like it is so they can find the problem and fix it or change it out with another computer. Give me your address and phone number and the technician will be there just as soon as they can.

When the technician got there, the lady showed the technician where the computer was, said what happened to it and this is what the technician found wrong. Take a look at the pictures... you won't believe your eyes! And you thought you had computer problems...

I'd just like to ask. Did the snake sneak into the lady's home before nesting in the computer? Did the manufacturer put it in the computer before delivery? Is this the evolution of computer virus?

Ideas? Questions?
neolithic pondered at 19:49
Well ... snakes do like warmth. (shrugs)
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