A Woman Walks into her home and…

Sits down at her computer. She touches the screen. Nothing. It’s like staring into the abyss.

Being smart, she jabs the power button and rejoices to hear the sound of the gerbils rising and boarding their wheel.

And then…

Nothing. The screen remain dark. The lights rimming the keyboard are dark.

What the !#*K

Because anger tends to shortcircuit the logic functions, she tries again.

And again

And AGAIN.

Still an unlit paperweight. Alrighty then. She unplugs the thing, takes a shower and returns to repeat the procedure.

The laptop computer’s response remains unchanged.

Finally, she grabs her things and rushes off to work. Bobbing and weaving through the traffic and playing chicken with a bus, she finally remembers this has happened before. Perhaps, the battery has gone.

So she orders one during her break.

Now the waiting begins.

Meanwhile, a story isn’t being written because the computer that is left in the house doesn’t have word processing software and the woman can’t find her copy of MS Office.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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2 Responses to A Woman Walks into her home and…

  1. danrshaw says:

    You can always download and use Open Office at openoffice.org in lieu of MS word. The documents are also interchangeable.

    Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results is a sign of insanity isn’t it?

    At leat you didn’t have a blond moment and remembered to check the power button.

    • Actually, I think it isn’t a sign of crazy (but do crazy people admit to being crazy). I think it means I am a member of my family regardless of what my sister says:-)

      Oh look someone sent me a nice white coat. The sleeves are kinda funny though

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