I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Eric, the 11 year old next door, whose bedroom looks like
Mission Control and asked him to come over. Eric clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong? He replied, ‘It was an ID ten T error.’
I didn’t want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, ‘An, ID ten T error? What’s that? In case I need to fix
it again.’
Eric grinned… 'Haven’t you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?
‘No,’ I replied. ‘Write it down,’ he said, ‘and I think you’ll figure it out.’
So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T
I used to like Eric, the little bastard. :sprachlos020:
-GE UMM-
It’s perfect weather… take the little creep outside and tell him that old trick about touching your tounge to a metal pole (NOW LISTEN REAL CLOSE JIM - i said TELL him, don’t SHOW him, you always get caught on that one.)
Once he gets stuck on the pole, he won’t be bothering you for a while.
HA HA HA… guess he told you Jim… Now you have two reasons for your puter not working correctly… so go stick your tounge on a frozen pipe and leave Eric the hell alone.
Yes Daddy 