Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Crumbs in My KeyBoard

No this isn't the start of a joke like, Spots on the Wall by Who Flung Dung or The Yellow River by I.P. Freely. Let this be a warning.

So, I'm in the middle of critiquing a friend's chapter and despite my vow not to eat at my desk, I dropped a chip onto the keyboard. The potato yummy, unbeknownst to me, lodged my 'delete' key in the down position, and I sat and watched line after line disappear before my eyes before I realized the problem. My heart was fluttering, thinking a virus was eating my hard drive and I was witnessing the loss of my life's work. When I finally realized my attacker was a Pringle and not a virus-stalking idiot with nothing better to do than think up ways to make people miserable, thank goodness I only had to reject the deletion to get it all back.

I've shaken the crumbs from the keys and renewed my oath to be food free around the computer. We all know that won't last.

That was scary. *lol*

1 comment:

Si's blog said...

Keyboards are usually remarkably durable. Spilled all sorts of stuff on mine and it has withstood. The only time I had one really go bad was one day when we lived in Midland in West-by-Gawd Texas where the temperature gets up to 110 and the humidity is - 20% (they said we lived on the beach except the ocean is two thousand miles away) I reached for my keyboard. A blue spark jumped about ten feet (translate an inch) and it was deader than a roadkill armadillo. I got a ground plate to touch and one of those programs that saves every time you hit "enter" and every five minutes.

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