I, the owner, have the oldest, most rickety computer in our business. I brought it home a few months ago. It was old then and it, like me, is creaking louder every day. It's so loud that I can't use the speaker phone on my desk. I work upstairs, and it's so loud that I can't hear my husband call me from downstairs. It has a DVD drive that works when it wants to. Sort of like the cat.
But now! At long last! I have a 'better" computer! I haven't taken it out of the car yet. What's the hurry? The old humming computer still has some spunk left in her.
I also have a "better" desk for this better, younger computer. Half of the desk is upstairs now. The other parts are in the garage waiting for someone to get a burst of energy.
Sure, I'm excited about the better desk and computer. But I kind of like my old humming, creaking, not-retired-yet friend. It knows more stuff. This young whipper-snapper needs a lot of information uploaded into it.
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