I really don’t do anything that weird. I’m very careful about what emails I open, have good virus protection, rarely sext, don’t do social media or download videos. So it is truly unfair that I’m dealing with as many techno problems as I am.
(1) nobody answers your question
I have a mug that says “The chief cause of problems is solutions.” I believe it fundamentally.
Error messages, meanwhile, are a cruel psychological test. The one thing you can be assured of is that whatever it says is NOT the actual problem.
It goes without saying that if Olof crumps before I do, I’m going to have to throw myself on top of his coffin and let them pile dirt on top of me. This is my worst fear, being left alone with my electronics. Every new appliance we get is more terrifying than the last. In my nightmare Olof-less world, the grandtots mess up the remote and I never watch TV again. Because who do you get to fix that stuff? Messed Up Remotes R’ Us? THIS, unemployed twenty somethings, is the career of the future.
Second offense: eight billion dollars
Third offense: hanging