How will I get on without them? I don't know. Plus Chelsea is moving back to Illinois after teasing me with a summer of her presence. I can also prove how cute she and Ben are.
The latest in the string of losses, besides a good friend who is moving to California is the loss of my hard drive. So two years ago I became a mac person.
I have loved my little macbook up until last week when out of nowhere it crashed and my hard drive was completely wiped out.
So I took my computer into the technician at the simply mac store, where they told me he might get to it by Friday. When I hadn't heard anything by Monday, I decided to call the store. No one answered, so I left a message and received a message back basically saying "hey, i looked at your computer and your hard drive is fried so I ordered you a new one. I 'll call you tomorrow when I've got it installed."
Apparently they don't run these guys through sensitivity training. I mean, I've really been searching for empathy the past few days once I found out for sure that everything on my hard drive was irretrievable, and there seems to be a level of universal understanding that this is a really horrible thing. I mean, I had a lot of pictures and a lot of documents that are lost forever. That's a pretty big deal.
After Joe (that was his name) told me for sure on Tuesday that my hard drive was not only fried but that he had gone ahead and sent it off to mac in order to get me a new one so if I wanted to give it to someone to try to retrieve the data I wouldn't be able to do it, I went back to my office and had a good cry. I told the girls I was too depressed to do therapy. Then I did therapy anyway. Let's be honest, I can't help myself. Anyway, I went back to the store to pick up my sad empty little laptop and I was lamenting at the desk when I picked it up. This was the conversation.
Me: "man, this is really sad" (trying not to cry again)
Devin (or whatever the desk guy's name was): "at least it's fixed."
Me: "but I lost a lot of stuff"
Devin: "maybe next time you'll back it up"
Me: pound Devin over the head with my laptop.
Okay, so I didn't pound anyone, but I really wanted to. Seriously, if you read this blog and you ever have to give someone the bad news that 2 years of their life has been lost (okay, I'm being slightly dramatic here), a "wow, I'm really sorry" would be appropriate. I'm just saying.
So that's it. I love LOST but I hate loss. There you have it.
4 comments:
EESH. Yes, I can completely relate to this post on all levels. I'm so sorry you lost your whole life on your hard drive. I'm not joking when I say that I made a folder on my computer a few months ago called "Jess's whole life" and threw everything I ever wanted from my hard drive in there and saved it to my husband's portable hard drive after he chastised me for not having backed up anything yet. And yes, I have lost quite a few things on my computer before that I'll never get back. So sad.
I'll go over and bring you some of Max's ice cream cake to lessen the pain. They say sugar helps in stressful/painful times like these.
sometimes loss can be a good thing though. like, when you have been dieting and you lose a pound. when you lose your virginity on your wedding night. and...that's it. does that cheer you up at all?
Thanks for clarifying your love of "LOST" by not Loss. I was confused for a minute. Hope you are surviving without your sisters. That sucks for sure.
Oh, little Court. Seriously, that's a lot of things to lose in a few weeks' time. I guess you will have to move here to Pittsburgh. I thought of another reason you should move here--you get really great gas rewards for grocery shopping (sometimes up to $2.00 off per gallon). Plus, the poop is TOTALLY gone from our basement now, so it doesn't stink to high heaven! At least, as Owen reminds me EVERY day---we will get to see you in a few months for Christmas. We love you!
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