...when a nice man is going to put a bigger hard drive in my computer. I just pulled a name at random out of the phone book when something in my computer blew up and then the whole lot went dead, a few years ago. Well, when I say at random, he was listed as an IT specialist - rather than just someone with an appealing name in the domestic user bit, which I suppose shortened the odds a bit.
The worst case scenario at the time was that it could have been a very expensive repair. As it was, he said it could potentially be a very cheap repair, which he then proceded to repair inexpensively and charged accordingly. Being that he could have ripped me off something rotten and I wouldn't have been any the wiser, this gave me confidence.
So, having listened compassionately to my garbled account of what was happening with the computer (see previous post), he told me that I could get a much bigger hard drive than I was expecting for a lot less than I expected. He didn't put it quite like that, but this was the information gleaned by me from the conversation. I also had a vague, yet strangely persistent, feeling that he was having a bit of a chuckle.
But anyway, if all goes according to plan, after Thursday night - NO MORE RUDE MESSAGES telling me that I'm running out of space on Local Disk (C:) - for now. No more deleting all but the most recent restore point, only to have the amputations revisit the moment my back's turned ... hehehehe ... that'll learn 'em ....
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