I’m not from Tech Support.

No, I’m really not. I don’t work for Adobe/Macromedia, BradyGames, Comcast, Cafepress, DirecTV, Dreamhost, EBGamestop, Gamefaqs, Gateway, Google, HP, Microsoft, Myspace, Prima, Qwest, Sony, Toshiba or any other company that makes things that you might be having trouble with.

I am not the HelpDesk. The HelpDesk is not here. The HelpDesk never was here. I don’t even have a fucking desk, okay? See? NO DESK HERE. My monitor is currently sitting on top of my tower, and my keyboard is on the floor. Sorta. It’s more like…on this funny angle at the side of this big comfy chair, but it’s partly on the floor. NO DESK. Ergo, no HELPDESK. The HelpDesk is on the other side of the planet somewhere, where they do not speak American anywhere near as fluently as I do.

I suppose that’s why people keep coming to me. That, and I keep letting people get away with ‘hey, thanks,’ and ‘I owe you.’ The great, worthless and intangible gratitude.
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