I need a headset for my desk phone at work. Yes, I go to work. Almost every day.
The headset that is "all the rage" right now is, of course, a BlueTooth, wireless earpiece to use for my DESKPHONE at work. To use it, one must plug the base of the phone into a USB port on the PC, install software, download the latest software patches, restart my computer, then launch the application that finds which kind of phone I use (if it's listed), and fill in all of my information so that the dialing and connection manager - and you know how I feel about management - can access it when I launch the application I need in order to dial-in to a conference call about a spreadsheet.
I have to also register my car with the parking management folks via their website. No sweat. I go in and try it, but the model of my car is not listed. So I have to download the patch of the latest data so I can see everything that is supposed to be offered. The model of my car is the ONLY THING not listed. Year, Make, Color, etc. all there. Model. No. No models are listed, in fact. So that's not MY goof of having a nearly-official P.O.S. ride, it's the website, which ought to, perhaps, have all that sludge loaded on its backside.
So I have to download that patch to see the MODEL of my car, throwing me over to another website that has 5 different options of downloads, none of which are clearly labeled as the one that I was suggested to download. So MAYBE I'm downloading the right one. I run it. It hangs my machine for 2 minutes. Then it asks that I RESTART my computer.
So that I can get the MODEL of my car.
So that I can REGISTER my car with parking management.
So that I can park my car AT woRK.
And then come INTO work.
And do some work.
Eventually.
Either they want us to just ride the bus, or to spend so much time here that our cars never move, and we have to call our families to bring us clothing now and then, and we'll just use our computers to look at what's going on the world, passive, flabby, clammy. Tepid.
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Geoff Lott: Comedian, Writer, Philosoteur. I am here to amuse you, not entertain you. If not now, later. If not you, somebody else. If you can't laugh at yourself, that's just fine, too. I will do it for you.
