It's 2009. For almost two years I have been the owner of an HP laptop. I am now designating it as the Worst Laptop Ever Made. This post is being typed on our old reliable IBM desktop that is mainly used by the grandkids while the HP laptop sits on my desk awaiting the by-now-too-familiar box to arrive at my doorstep for the shipment back to the HP factory. This is three times, folks. Three new mother boards have been installed. And failed. The super-deluxe battery that we purchased with it quit working after a year. And now the damn thing won't boot up at all after the wacky technician from Missouri (who I believe was eating Cheetos while talking to me) tried to do a system recovery, which failed miserably. It now just stares at me, a blue screen with an error message, something about bootmsg system missing. Two different HP technicians have told me that my model has been a lemon from the start. Gee thanks. I think I know that by now.
Last year after the second repair we decided to purchase the extended warranty. So luckily this problem will be covered. After March I will be on my own for repairs. They tell me that this one just might get me a totally new laptop. One can only hope, right? I have tried to be kind to this HP, being careful not to overtax it with silly programs like Excel Spreadsheets and Zeus' favorite Quicken. Nope, for me it is simply Photoshop and Microsoft Office. Not even any games. If there is one thing I have learned in the past 22 months it is to keep good backups on external hard drives.
You know what the abbreviation stand for: SFDPH!!! Now if you will all excuse me it is time to go Buddhize for awhile and remind myself that I must be thankful for old reliable computers.