One of the minions passed a message through the receptionist
to the effect that ‘This is a Very Serious Problem. You’ll have to bring the
machine in for repair.’ I arranged to do so tomorrow, awash with trepidation at
the prospect of spending a whole evening and early morning without a computer.
I shut the machine down, but then tried booting it again to
see what would happen. Voila: it
worked perfectly, so I rang the repair place and gave them the good news, the
subtext of which was ‘Up yours!’ I didn’t say as much, of course; I was very
polite because something might go wrong again and I’ll need them to be as
prompt and helpful as possible, won’t I?
Mr Rob at the theatre thinks I should consider getting an
exorcist in.
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