It figures. Only days after I am effectively overwhelmed with leftover computers, and after I get them all arranged in some semblance of order, and after I worry about what will happen next … the unbelievable occurs.
Quite nonchalantly and without so much as a by-your-leave, my boss says yesterday, “No one is using that old grey computer. You should take it home.”
Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Two years of surreptitiously using it as a Linux test bed, another year of shelf life, and out of the blue it’s suddenly mine to work with. I need a smiley that smacks itself on the head in disbelief.
Oh well. There’s naught so queer as folk.
So there it is. The Thing That Wouldn’t Leave is back, and it looks like it’s for good this time.
Another mixed blessing, it seems. What in the world am I going to do with this one … ?