So I moved to Houston, I got the job to actually make the money and just when I was reaching escape velocity to move out of my cousin big house things started to fall apart for our hero.
First his brand new Bunn coffee pot died for no apparent reason, just repeatedly flashed "CLe" as some cryptic clue about who or what had murdered it. Turns out it is a common problem with that $130 model of Bunn coffee pot, the sad thing is it wasn't the one I wanted in the first place. Another shiny appliance with a clock that would have to be reset constantly.
Next while walking out of work that Monday I spot the front tire of my car looking a little strange. Now I am not a mechanic and know next to nothing about cars but I am fairly certain that the tread isn't actually supposed to be coming off the tire. Now if I was back home in Kentucky I would probably just take a chance and drive a few more years on this bald and rapidly disintegrating tires but after seeing how these assholes drive and a number of motorist standing on the edge of the fast moving interstate attempting to change a tire while SUVs whiz past them at 80 MPH with drivers clutching a small dog and a cellphone I thought it best to sink $280 on new, cheap tires. I could just imagine myself in the same predicament and it was scary. Plus the fact that I have a shit ton of stuff from IKEA in my trunk because I was planning to be moved out before November.
Lastly I had two hard drives die on me within two weeks of each other. I had gotten a 1.5 TB hard drive the summer before because I was so worried that I would lose my photos if I didn't spread them around. Obviously it was a good plan as I had photos in two states when catastrophe hit my two hard drives here in Texas. I will never buy another Western Digital Hard Drive if they can't take a few hits now and again. What could I do I was poor back then and could only afford lame ass equipment.
So my acer computer, my contact with the rest of the world croaked on me without any provocation. After working all the magic that I could think of, replacing the hard drive, reinstalling windows Vista, praying, calling in an exorcist the bastard almost got back to the point in which it would run again. Then it died once more. This is after almost three days of searching for the ever illusive drivers for programs such as the wifi and the display. Nothing is more infuriated than getting the driver for your internet but it not loading because it wasn't digitally signed. If someone can explain how do you get on the internet to get digitally signed driver when it is the driver for the fucking wifi please send me an email.
So a week of reinstalling, buying a new hard drive, getting pen drives to boot from and searching for just the right stupid driver it still wouldn't work. I completely snapped, I don't know if it was a combination of being heavily caffeinated or extremely aggravated but I decided screw stupid Windows and Bill Gates and this lame ass excuse for an OS and I went out and bought an iMac.
As I said more than a decade ago, Fuck PCs.