I Think I Broke Amazon

Sometimes I hate computers.

Don’t get me wrong, I use one every day.

I’m surfing the interwebs like Laird Hamilton hanging 10 on a longboard.

I post, I write, I comment, I link, I tweet and type.

I don’t really know what I would do without one.

Until the laptop shits the bed.

It’s my fault, really.

I know this.

I know better.

How many tabs do you keep open at the same time?

For me, it’s too many.

Always too many.

I open something in Chrome with the intent to read it later.

I open a word doc for every single idea.

And there are a lot of them.

Or I write down scenes, and plans.

And then I skip the most important part.

Save As.

The plan is to always get back to them and finish them up.

Or copy and paste and move into another document.

I have a lot of TITLE OF BOOK INSERT and date files.

Or plans.

God, the plans.

So many of them.

Then, our good buddy Microsoft decides to stop working and shut it down.

No big deal, right.

It’s supposed to have a feature called autosave.

I’ve used it at least a dozen times to go back, pull open old docs and then save them.

But sometimes, the universe decides that whatever the hell you’re working on won’t save.

No matter where you look.

I clicked print on a document today. A pdf.

I had twelve files open in Word. An excel file. And six tabs in Google.

It started printing.

I thought, great time to multi-task and clicked on a Word doc to send to the printer.

The blue circle of death appeared.

Spinning. Twirling. Telling me, “maybe not today.”