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Me too.
In high school, there was a kid who was always trying to make money. Like even then, he wanted his own business. In fact he had a couple small ones back then.
One of his endeavours was massive LAN parties. He had the capital to rent spaces, hardware, and was even able to get sponsorships.
He did not have the tech chops to do it though.
Myself, and one circle of friends were THE computer nerds of the school, but it wasn't really seen as a negative for us - then again we did orchestrate a "free day" and got away with it by taking down the schools network from inside and one person had a loud fucking mouth, but we covered our tracks.
Anyways, we got in free to these LAN parties as long as we set up and maintained shit. Surprisingly very few problems, about once a LAN party we had to fix something. And it was useful experience.
That shit was fucking amazing. I loved it.
I got home from work. Wife works from home. She has had an ongoing tech issue I can't really touch because it's that companies property. But I just don't want to hear it. At all. I'm dead inside in that regard.
It's gotten so bad that I had an issue with my gaming rig.
I needed to reseat the RAM. Not hard, except the case is mounted on the wall as a display piece that would require moving a bunch of shit before getting a ladder and yada yada.
I just didn't game for three days. Just could not muster the energy to care about that. I hate it.
God, I feel that so much. Even with my Steam deck, if it requires too much tweaking I’ll ask my kid. If she’ll do it, great. If not, I’ll find something else to do.
People burned me out so bad. Everything they did was somehow my fault. Every relative I had called me constantly about silly problems. “My whole quickbooks is deleted. I had it on my desktop and now it’s gone!” “Ok, so I copied excel from my desktop onto usb drive and it won’t open on my other computer. The icon is there but it just won’t work. Oh, well I don’t see why not! It works fine when I click it on the other one!”
One time a guy brought me his laptop to repair. I repaired it and got the $75 bucks I charged. More than a year later I got a call, “Lithen, I don’t know what you did to my laptop, but it hathen’t worked, like, for crap, thinthe you worked on it.” I said, “ok bud, I’ve worked on hundreds. Which one was yours?” I asked him to download TeamViewer, went to his control panel, seen a pile of bullshit crapware he had recently installed, told him to kiss my ass and take it to “thomeone elthe”. I shouldn’t have made fun of his lisp, but I was ready to implode from the crap at that point.
People call me now and I play dumb and act like I just haven’t kept up with the changes. I. Hate. Computers.
And I fucking hate that, because I loved them so much when I was younger. It was like exploring a whole new universe.