TV Remotes of Taffy
Today Firefox stopped working. It has been one of the most difficult experiences in recent months to try to get work done while my primary tool is injured. I’ve exhausted all the possible avenues of troubleshooting and resolution. Nothing works. Tech support didn’t help either. I can’t backup my data until later today, and it could be days until my company gives me a new computer, so I might have to live through this for even longer.
To shed some light on what I’ve been through, consider the following: Televisions are never operated with those tiny buttons below the screen. It’s a painful experience to get off your couch and walk over to the TV to adjust the volume or channel or subtitles or input. Instead, people use the handy remote that’s included with all TVs. So imagine one day you find that your remote has been mysteriously tranformed from its original plastic to taffy. Yes, the kind you give out at Halloween. You have to watch TV for the next few hours since American Idol, House, and Grey’s Anatomy will air consecutively, but you can’t really be expected to hold that gooey, sticky, gross-feeling remote for more than three hours… Can you?
No choice. You have to tolerate it.
Not having Firefox was worse. Much worse. I can’t wash my hands with soap and magically be cleansed of the stench of IE. And, of course, I can’t eat my browser after I’m through working.
I found myself furiously pounding CTRL-T to open new tabs, sitting idly for minutes waiting for a link I clicked on with my scroll-wheel to open (but it won’t), searching with a forlorn look for my beloved Web Developer’s toolbar, aching with frustration that I can’t know people’s PageRank at the glance of my status bar, and generally feeling dirty.
The horror… the horror…
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