About two weeks ago now, my Precalc teacher implored my class for computer help. His very expensive computer tower fell from a rickety man-made shelf, and it had screwed up his video playback. Just a little background on the guy, he was born in Bombay and spent quite a bit of time in Germany. Needless to say, he hasn't been around long enough to shake his heavy accent, so simply calling tech support wasn't a viable option. I sat there pondering whether or not to help this guy out. I'm no computer expert, but I know people who are pretty good with hardware and he knew a good software guy, so I figured between the two we could fix it without dropping another grand for a new tower. Besides, I felt pretty bad for him...he's one of those cute little old men that could pass as your grandfather.
At the end of class I offered to drag bring along Mishka ("bear" in Russian, for those of you who don't want to schlep all the way to Google Translator for a half-assed Russian-to-English translation. A.K.A. the boyfriend), who's pretty solid in the hardware department. We hauled our tool kits over and cracked open his case. The only obvious damage was to the video card, which amazingly didn't break, but it did bend. It was a very nice video card too, the kind that marathon World of Warcraft users probably burn through, then proceed to flip out about doing so over it, just like this kid here below.
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