That's fantastic.

I was removing a computer once from an office...the user was getting a shiny new laptop to replace an old-and-grody one. The new one was booting and the user remarked how clear and bright the display was. Her chief complaint with the old laptop was the screen: it was hard to read, exhibited jaggy lines, and her daughters couldn't see movies on it when travelling, something about the display being poor when not directly in front of it.

Their old system had a 3M privacy filter on it. I asked the user, hey, do you need another privacy filtery thingy? I'd have to order one if so, ya see. The user looked at me, blank, confused. Privacy filter? Like, software?

No, like this screen cover, I said, pulling the privacy screen from the old laptop. The user just stared at me.

"What's that?" she asked. I am often faced with situations where I have to demonstrate, in some non-insulting way, how the user missed a basic solution to a long standing problem. It's a bizarre side effect of the job.

Earth First!
_{(We can strip mine the rest later.)}

Don't let this happen to you.


_{I agree with clock entirely --Kellnerin}

Once, I was helping a friend move out of a hovel where he was staying. It was a mess and had no bed, for mental health reasons that I won't go into. Anyway, this operation involved carrying a heavy couch down some stairs. At one point, a part popped out and interfered with the bannisters, preventing movement.

"Wait a moment", I said, "the fold-out-bed mechanism is stuck somehow."

"The WHAT mechanism?" he asked.

Turns out he had spent four years of his life uncomfortably folded onto the couch at nights, blissfully unaware that it could be folded out into a bed.

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