If the pedestrian yells, it’s not to cheer your performance
Dear Driver in your Big Buick… normally, at the corner where the authorities have placed one of those red octagonal signs that seem to be everywhere, before you turn right (and miss a pedestrian only by the will of a greater being), the expectation is that you will slow down.
Especially since you intend to park in your driveway a few hundred metres further along, maybe you don’t need to hurry, hurry, hurry (that’s for curlers) If the pedestrian yells, very loudly, it isn’t because said pedestrian is particularly bad mannered. It might be a cry of relief over not being struck and dragged along in your wake. Please, Dear Driver, when the pedestrian comes up to point out simple road rules, don’t tell him that a) you didn’t have a stop sign in your route, b) you did stop, and c) pedestrians aren’t supposed to cross at street corners. As my kids would say: FAIL!
I spent the day fixing one of those problems that shouldn’t have happened. A senior administrator, while out to a conference in another city, received updates from Microsoft. For whatever reason (my job is not to point fingers, only to fix what goes wrong), the computer refused to start again. Onscreen messages pointed to corrupted system files.
Another team of technicians (in another city) spent most of Friday trying to undo the error, but sometimes you can’t get the jam back in the jar. This morning, I faced the task of recovering data, reformatting the computer and upgrading the operating system. From 32-bit to 64-bit, just because. By the end of the afternoon, all was well in the land, but I don’t want to repeat today, tomorrow.
