Still life with computer problems
Grrrr………day spent in front of the computer sorting out problems only to get myself into an ever-deeper tangle.
So my blip pic is a quick shot of the kitchen fruit bowl.
It started with a warning that I was running out of memory and it began to refuse to process any more photos
Oh well, nothing for it but to get on to the Apple Helpline.
This I view with trepidation – it seems to be staffed by whizzy young men from half way around the globe- and it is something I resort to only in dire emergencies.
Today I decide it is such an emergency.
It starts off well. He tells me his name. It’s an American one I have never heard of and I instantly forget it.
“Now we will go through some security questions…”
This is what I was dreading.
“Date of birth?”
Like Oscar Wilde said:” A woman should never be quite accurate with her age. It looks so calculating.”
Did I knock of five years or even ten years? …Or even tell the truth? I hazard a guess and tell the truth.
“What is your favourite car?”
“I haven’t got one. As far as I'm concerned a car is something on four wheels to get me from A to B.”
He's not impressed.
“I will send you a text to you phone with a code which you will read back to me to verify who you are.”
Well, I know who I am even if the computer doesn’t. I refrain from saying so though and within seconds up pops a code on my iPhone.
I recite it to him with a tremendous sense of achievement. At least I've done something right.
He’s not impressed.
“ You’ll receive an email within 24 hours which will allow you to reset your password.
And we will take it from there.”
Well, that was the gist of it…that is a brief resume of a conversation which went on for a very long time as we attempt to sort out other myriad problems which I decide need some attention.
Tomorrow is another day.