I just sent this link to the better-half with the subject line “How to get relatives to stop asking you about computers”. Heh, if he demanded payment like this guy, he’d never get asked about computers. For the record, the better-half is a software developer not Mr. Computer Fix-it.
For the family members reading this (you know who you are), just ignore this post. I’m talking about those relatives we don’t see for months on end and then suddenly need to talk to the better-half because the computer died. You know who I mean.
I had to go to the card store this afternoon to buy cards for the two unit managers at the office. They have back-to-back birthdays next week. Guess what was right across the street from where I parked? The chocolate store. The gravitational pull was so strong that I had to go in there and buy $20 worth of chocolate.