There are sometimes we just want to share a secret. I am often struck by a weird compulsion to admit my sins. Usually they are fairly innocuous, and by the time I say something, the receiver of my confession just laughs at me. I consider eating hot white bread with butter a sin, so you can get the idea. It doesn’t mean I don’t do it – I just recognize that I shouldn’t probably be doing it, but do it anyways.
When it comes to technological sins, I always confess to my husband. It’s just he that would consider many of the things I do trespassing against a computer, or phone or whatever it may be. I also know that he’ll spent 5 minutes explaining why I shouldn’t have done what I did and then forgive me anyways – with perhaps only a minor penance.
About 2 months ago, I bragged to him that I successfully fixed my “comma/less than” key when it fell off. I got it all hooked back into place and working completely perfectly. This is true – mostly.
October 9th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: My confession: the key didn’t mysteriously fall off. I ripped it off to get a Beavis (cat)hair out of it that was hindering its use. Oh, Emile, I have sinned.
(in Cranbrook, BC)
Stereotypical Jewish mothers want their sons to be rabbis or doctors, or their daughters to marry rabbis or doctors. I wouldn’t recommend either in a husband. I mean – doctors, what tradeable and practical skills do they have? I guess if you need someone to drive all night on a road trip. But it’s not like he can simply pull out a scalpel and remove your appendix at home. Do you want your husband telling you what that bump on your back could be? And a rabbi would be useful for a direct conduit, but it’s not like that gets the roof repaired.
I married well. I thought ahead, considered my and my loved ones’ needs of the future and set out to land me a computer expert. It took me five years, but I finally got that proposal. And what has that gained me? A fully integrated home network, friends who believe they owe us a favour because of a computer fix, ultimate employability, and barterable skills.
Mothers – tell your daughters to look for the men who can do things – plumbers, electricians, hairdressers, carpenters, drywallers, computer technicians, landscapers, golf course back shop managers, mechanics, car painters, etc. It really will make life easier later.
July 14th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: A new computer for my mother built by my husband. No maternal guilt on this trip!
My husband is a genius when it comes to computers. He would be the first to tell you that he doesn’t know everything. And I would agree. But back to computers – he may not know everything, but he has a basic inherent understanding of all things technical, electronic and how software interacts with them. And he has a gift for being able to explain complicated technical things to us mere mortals in a manner which we can process in our tiny brains.
I couple days back he headed to Toronto to take his Comptia Networks+ exam. He’s been studying for this for a while. And worrying that he wouldn’t pass. And studying some more.
July 9th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: He passed with 889/900. That is like 99% correct.