I hate putting in long hours to compensate for fucked-up technology. Even before my laptops bit the big one, I was having problems with one of them. Since then, they’ve gotten a lot more flaky because I haven’t had the time to migrate all of my data, pare down the cruft and crap, and perform fresh clean installs.
So instead, I get to put up with a piece of shit that insists on dropping a vital network connection at random and inconvenient times, which of course cannot merely be restarted as I’m supposed to be able to do, but requires me to save all of my data and reboot the damn thing. This is the third time in less than an hour I’ve had to reboot this bastard. I’m already depressed about this project to begin with, and running hard against a deadline. I don’t need the additional stress and aggravation of a laptop that’s trying to get me to blow my fuse.
Message to my T30: Just. Fucking. Work. I’ve not been working my ass off and dealing with all of the other bullshit I’ve had to, I’ve not been stressing over my complete and spectacular lack of stellar performance at work on this project, I’ve not been worrying about getting fired just so I can be sabotaged by a Thinkpad with delusions of Dellhood.