Sixteen People Offer To Help
I can do this I say for it is usually true.
Not this time though.
Sixteen people offer to help.
They cannot do it either.
Are all these parts from the same computer? One asks.
A snotty question but we are all wasting our morning.
Not sure, I admit.
They tore down sixty computers yesterday.
I grabbed what I thought I needed.
Weird for me since I am in no way a computer genius.
The fourth girlfriend that helped me grab the stuff
Pretended to know which stuff I needed.
I am no longer sure her overconfidence was truthful.
In desperation I called my
"Who do you call" super hero guy.
My husband drove over, a thirty-six minute drive.
He brought extra pieces and cords.
Played with in for about a half an hour.
Dragged the CPU home to “fix”.
It looks like it now works.
If I plug the right things into the right places.
I am kidding no one.
He will bring it back and hook it up.
There is no other way.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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