I wish that robot from "Lost in Space" been around to warn me earlier tonight. I had looked at an email I got from those alleged humanoids at Microsoft updates earlier this evening. I went and updated my computer with the recommended update.
As much as I hate Vista and Dell, I should learn to ask first and add later but old habits die hard and I went ahead and added the update and took off to meet my long-time good buddy Tim and a couple other friends for a late supper and a drink. He and I have a nice casual friendship based on mutual interest in politics, film and the sad state of the world. He has been interested in what I've been saying about S. 1959 so I had printed a copy of the full text of the bill for him. His computer died and he's been going to the library for computer stuff. The up note is he actually took the time to read my blog but I digress.
At any rate, I installed the update and restarted my computer as directed and hurried off to meet my friends. When I came home, my computer was all messed up (I'm being polite here because I try very hard not to forget I'm a lady). I couldn't get beyond the stupid Dell home page with which they've burdened me. I couldn't get to my email or blog and fired off nastygrams to Microsoft which they, of course, will not deign to answer. AND my Google toolbar was MIA as were my beloved bookmarks. I tried to find out how to do a system restore via so-called help but the stupid proprietary software that Dell foists upon it's clientele was incredibly obstructive.
The last threw me into big time panic mode and the screaming mimis. I forced myself into a borderline state of calm and put on my thinking cap and remembered that one of my best long-time friends in cyberspace was/is as bad an insomniac as I am so I called him and kvetched about my problem. He helped me find what I needed to do to restore my computer to it's former usefulness -- blessings upon him!
I don't or want need this kind of stress. A pox on both Microsoft and Dell on their useless "Help(less)" features.