Three's Company

Just because we don’t have any children or pets, doesn’t mean we don’t care.

Last night was nearly tragic. Our laptop froze. And after trying all of the tricks one tries to melt the freeze we were faced with a black screen, some odd noises, and two scared urbanites.

I immediately rewind the brain about a week and recall my mom asking me (in an attempt to entertain us on a road trip) “what is the one piece of technology you couldn’t live without”. Without hesitation my answer was, “laptop!” This, my friends, was my worst nightmare.

Not even an hour goes by before we rush off to the computer hospital, The Geek Squad. And because we don’t have internet access to search for a location near our loft, we are faced with…wait for it…going to the ‘burbs! 20 minutes later we approach the Geek Squad with our ill computer and this is when I start to get very nervous. We hand over our computer to someone who does not appear very geeky at all. She has acrylic nails, poorly died hair, and way too much foundation on. I express my concern to the live in and he assures me that they go through geek training and that outside appearances aren’t a good judge of her geeky-ness. I am not comforted at all. I express my concern to him again. But, this time he is interrupted by the geek imposter herself. She saunters over, looks at us, looks back at the computer, and prepared to give us the news. Now, I am positive that from this point on everything she said was a direct quote from ‘ER’ or ‘Grey’s Anatomy’. This woman thinks she is a real life freakin medical doctor. She threw in a couple words like “bad motherboard” or “fried video cord” to throw us off, but the bottom line was our computer was dead and she was happily calling time of death.

Like I said earlier, we may be kid-less and pet-less but we’re not idiots. Clearly, we went for a second opinion at the specialist, Costco. Costco referred us to their most geeky person of all…tech support. I could immediately tell by the high pitched voice that came through the phone…I had found my geek. He spoke so geeky I almost had to ask for a translator. We didn’t have a fatal motherboard, or a fried video cord, we had the equivalent of the common cold. He walked me through several geeky steps and a few minutes later she came back to life. I am not going to lie, there were screams of joy.

The three of us spent the rest of the evening cuddled up on the couch together. Everything was good again.