a little blood never hurt anyone
This day has been explosive. So explosive, in fact, that I can’t help spatter my verbal goo all over this keyboard. Eeewwww…
My explosive nature came to life at work. I needed to hang up a piece of paper on my wall using a stapler. Simple enough, right? Of course! So I grab my stapler, look for a release button on the bottom, notice no such button, thus I begun to pull the two main arms away from each other. The tension is a bit more than I anticipated, so my left hand grasps the bottom, and the right on the upper, and with a gentle increase of force I pull. My arms quickly open the stapler up with a moderate POP sound. Unfortunately, though, I felt an immediate surge of pain.
You see, in my engineering genius, when grasping the upper portion with my right hand, I had inadvertently put my index finger over the stapling piece. The POP sound wasn’t actually the two arms coming apart so I can use the stapler vertically, but rather the sound of a staple being projected… into my. finger. You know, the worst part about a staple embedding itself into your finger isn’t the fact that it’s in there, and it’s not the fact that you have to pull it out. The WORST part about a staple in your finger is the pain that rushes through your nerves the instant it is removed because that area now has a hole about it that is quickly being refilled with all sorts of fluids and bloods that your body can whip up at the spur of the moment. That is so painful, so very, very painful. Let this be a warning to you, and a lesson; I’d do a series on stupid things I’ve done, but I have a feeling we’ve all been there at some point.
But the rest of my explosive day came together tonight. OS X 10.3.8 had been giving me trouble. You non-tech people can zone out now, by the way. Actually, it wasn’t OS X, but rather my wireless router. After updating firmware, checking settings, changing this, doing that, I was getting nowhere. I contacted the brightest minds that I know of, but there were no successful steps in the forward direction on this problem (and that’s not to sound disrespectful to the people who helped me, but rather me giving grief to the *cough* Netgear *cough* people who come up with horrible firmware updates). Finally, Nik, an Apple Campus Rep for VT, gave me the cure-all idea. And it cured all of my computer issues. All of them. And I rejoiced.
And now I go to bed because I am tttttthhhhhiiiiiiiiiiissssss tired.