When technology goes wrong...

This is not my story on the blog today, folks.

Rather, this is a story about a good friend of mine here in college land.

Lets call him... oh, I don't know... Chuck.

Now, for those of you who aren't nerds, Windows 7 is now out. Aparently, its the best operating system ever. Its even better than sliced bread. Mindblowing, really.

I wouldn't know. I was going to make the operating system switch myself, after all the fastest way to loose nerd status is to become outdated, but I don't have an external hardrive to store my music/homework/papers/videos/pirated iso files/plans for world domination. So, I'm still working on my devil costume, and my pitch. "Look, normally, this would cost your soul, but today I'm having a special- I'll make you famous and rich for a one terabite hard drive.*"

*fame and riches may not apply

In conclusion, I'm still suck with Vista- the retarded cousin of Windows 7, who was conceved at a Microsoft family reunion between DOS and Windows 98.

Anyway, Chuck was gonna get Windows 7, and no amount of misinformation that I could spread could stop him. He moved everything over to his external harddrive, downloaded the Professional version, and wiped his system, replacing that old, cluttered Vista with a new squeaky clean OS. He then stuck all his music on it, and called me down to gloat.

Well, the computer had no say in this, and wasn't to happy about it. As Chuck connected his new hard drive, an interesting diolog box popped up. It was a trap, but Admral Akabar (that fish guy from Star Wars) wasn't around to warn Chuck.

Diologue Box: "Would you like to sync up your internal hard drive with your external one? Its fantastic if you do! All the cool kids are doing it!*"

*some artistic liberties may have been taken

Chuck, in a bid to try to be cooler than me thrice over, clicked yes. And with an evil chuckle, his computer sync'ed the hard drives.

More precisely, it sync'ed the external hard drive to the internal one. In common english: Chuck lost all the data on that hard drive. ALL of it. Every last little byte.

But at least he has his muisc.

However, the computer still was annoyed, and not done. Oh no. The rebellion was just starting. The next thing his computer did was to send a high speed signal to his x-box, to melt the next disk put in. Chuck, to take his mind of the loss of all his digital wealth, decided to play his new copy Batman: Arkham Asylum.

His disc now looks like he stuck it in a turkey fryer. And if you have ever had to deal with Target's return policy, you know that Chuck is about to fight an unwinable war against red tape and idiotic policy.

And still, the rebelion continued. His x-box started phase 2: lets see how much crap we can make him lose, when it sent out a mass signal to anything with bateries to go roll around to some dark corner and never be found. His flashlight complied, and his cellphone tried, but Chuck grabbed it, right before it scurried away to some forsaken corner of his dorm.

So, we went out to buy flashlights. He naturally bought the biggest sucker he could find. He now has a second sun in case power goes out.

Except for the fact that it must be hooked up to a car to run. Good times...

Poor man now has no Batman, no laptop data and a military grade spot light that doesn't work for what he wants it too.

Sounds like one of my days