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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Haunting: A Computer Story

I'm pretty sure my computer is haunted.


It's filled with a friendly ghost, and I'm pretty sure that's the only reason why this old thing has lasted this long.

He takes care of things for me.

But sometimes, ghostie is a bit mischievous.

Shutting down programs when I haven't saved a project causing me to lose a LOT of data and work.


Holding my backgammon dice in a state of endless limbo, causing me to close the game and count my losses.

But last night was the first time that Mr. Ghost decided he wanted to be just plain mean.

I've started a new job. And for that job, I have to wake up pretty early sometimes. But I am a night owl and a sleep procrastinator by nature.

Last night, I went to bed a little too late.

I was finally exhausted and was falling asleep on my pillow when my computer roared back to life.

I pop up off of my pillow and look at the screen, waiting for it to update or something.

Nothing.

Just my desktop.

I groan and get out of bed and put it back to sleep.

I get back in bed.

And it wakes up again the moment my head hits the pillow.

Now, I know that I haven't been on my computer nearly as much since I've gotten my job, but my computer ghost friend had gone too far.

Three more times he did this.

I turned him off.

And I was spooked.

I didn't sleep well last night just waiting for the haunted HP to turn back on.

3 Thoughts:

rebecca said...

hahaha thats funny. But a little creepy too. I wonder if it really is a computer ghost

Booklogged said...

My computer has a ghost, too. It makes terrible sounds and makes me jump at times. I've always believed these things have a will of their own. Hope you get a better night's sleep tonight.

Kevin said...

My old laptop was/is possessed by the king of computer demons. It would flicker on and off at the most sporadic of moments during the night, even when it was a new machine. It would make these high-pitched noises somewhere around the fan that seriously reminded me of wind. And I swear, one morning I woke up and it wasn't anywhere near the place I could've sworn I left it the night before -- on my desk. It was on the floor, by my bed, and everyone else told me they never borrowed it while I was asleep. I was happy to get rid of that thing.