Nice to see that, after all that, you finally made it back on CNET!! What a story
And, yes, "slunk" is a word:
Main Entry: 1slink
Inflected Form(s): slunk /'sl&[ng]k/; also slinked /'sli[ng](k)t/; slink
I had a weird problem yesterday, and just wanted to share it with everyone,
I live in the UK and Saturday night/Sunday morning Oct 30th/31st was the day for our GMT to "lose" an hour. I don't know if this happens all over the world, or just some countries. We actually get an hour extra in bed, although it means evenings get darker earlier.
Now I think Windows is a fantastic piece of programming. It has its faults I know, (but then so do we all), but I am really impressed with the way my PC automatically adjusts the clock for daylight saving changes, without any intervention for me.
Windows XP is even better than Windows 9x or ME. Those OS's give a little warning message on boot up whenever they adjust the clock, and I have to click OK. Windows XP just gets on with the job, and doesn't seek approval, or reassurance.
So, Sunday morning when I got up, (after having luxuriated in an extra hours sleep), I booted up my PC, and, (I regret to admit), not trusting Windows, I checked the time, and the Date and Time Properties, to make sure it had done this "little" job for me. I did the same for my other PC, running ME, and sure enough, there was the approval message on the ME machine, "I did this thing, ok?"
WIndows XP stood proud, and showed me what it had done, and the time and date was good, and the world was at peace.
I checked my emails (using Netscape Messenger), and was a little surprised when I got a couple of CNET newsletters from August 2004, (perhaps I hadn't received them before and they had got lost in the internet sub-ether and just found their way to my computer), and just a bit more surprised when I received mail dated 2002. But as it was spam I let Netscape junk it for me. But these things never concerned me. After all, my date and time had been adjusted, and all was well with the world.
I then connected to these CNET forums, and started reading a few posts. I could see one that needed my immediate attention. My expertise and knowledge was called for and I could see that the other replies the poster had received were simply not up to my high standard!
I logged on. I signed in with my email address and my password, and clicked "submit". I was "mildly" annoyed when the CNET Registration page appeared. This had happened once or twice before, and I accepted that, perhaps, CNET was defragging it's user database, (or some such high tech procedure), and I would have to "be patient" and wait awhile.
So, 5 minutes later, I tried again. Another reply had been posted and clearly this also fell well short of my supreme level of knowledge and response. But yet again, I got the CNET Registration page. Annoyed, (now), I returned to the sign in page and double checked my password. I could see that my vastly superior memory was not at fault and hit "Submit" again. Yet again I was transported with indecent haste to the registration page.
I backed up yet again. Perhaps, somehow, my superior intellect had failed. I decided to swallow the pill and ask for a "Lost password" email. Almost immediately a new password arrived, and I eagerly, (I was becoming more anxious by this time that I was unable to provide the questionner with the reply that he needed, craved for), submitted my email address and "new" password.
To my horror, (I have watched A Nightmare on Elm Street", and "Alien", and all the other horror movies), my nemesis returned. I was back at the registration page.
Decisive action was called for. This was becoming personal. CNET "WOULD NOT" beat me. I would slay the dragon and come up victorious. I completed the fields in the CNET Registration page and clicked "Submit".
CNET, (that "Ba***rd"), fought back. "This email address is already in use by another person", it shouted at me, breathing red fire!!
I was cowed, I was defeated. I slunk, (slunk? is that a word?), away into a dark despairing corner. But I knew I would be back, bigger, better, stronger than ever.
I had a cup of tea.
Refreshed, Revitalised, (I had spoken to my mother on the phone too, and she had comforted me with soothing words), I returned to the battle.
Yet again I faced my foe. Yet again I looked my fears straight in the eye. "Come on then", I shouted, defiantly, "do your worse". I decided on a sneak attack. I battled my way to the "Change password option" and entered my new password and my new, new password, (well, I know what I mean if no-one else does), and clicked "Submit". But again, CNET was too clever, too tricky. I was returned to the "Change password" screen.
I had another cup of tea. Mother could not console me.
By his time I was exhausted. I had battled the beast for 8 hours off and on. (Well, I stopped for lunch, and had an afternoon nap in-between. Ohh, and I watched Star Trek Voyager, the 5th repeat on cable tv). I decided to close down the PC, take to my bed, and snuggle up to my teddy bear.
But just as I hovered the mouse pointer over the "Shutdown" button I thought, "I wonder........... , I wonder if it is my PC that is harbouring my inner beast"."Surely not. I TRUST Windows XP with my life!"
Nevertheless, I clicked "Restart" instead. When the PC had rebooted, I opened up CNET.com, navigated to the forums page, and logged on.
Hey Presto! I was in. Quickly, eagerly, I found that poor soul who had been deprived of my expertise and enormous wealth of knowledge. There had been many posts, all, I was sure, deficient in their content. But there was one final post, from the original questionner.
"Hey guys, many thanks for all your help. I did what you said and it worked liked a dream. Thank you all".
Finally, the beast had defeated me.
And the moral of this story is?
Who said, "you're obviously not as clever as you thought"??????
The moral is, "never trust that bloody Windows!"