Still Waiting

So today was the day I was supposed to find out about my poor sick laptop and whether or not it was going to live. We busted ass at work today, got our numbers, got out early, so I figured instead of calling I'd just pop on over there and see what was what. I wanted to head into town anyway to see what came out this week at the local comic store, so it was a two birds, killing of with one stone sort of thing. Well.

I talked to the nice secretary once again, but the main dude wasn't there. She said he'd taken the laptop to another guy to see about something or other and ...

Seriously? Really? It needs a consultant? You know, I'm totally paying that guy to fix this ... and he's farming it out?

Anyway, she didn't know much more than that, but he should call me tomorrow. Yeah, and he was supposed to call me yesterday or today, too, but my phone was not ringing off the hook. And I don't know if this thing where he had to call in an extra specialist is good news or bad news or what. I am trying my level best not to borrow jacks while I continue to wait and wait and wait for good news, bad news, or ANY FREAKING NEWS about the state of the darned thing, but this is really starting to grate my cheese. I'm just going to hound them everyday until it's either fixed, dead, or otherwise.

Best case scenario: It's fixed and done tomorrow, so that I'll be able to bring it to Borders on Saturday, where I will spend most of the day into the evening trying to make up some of this ground I've lost. I've got my fingers crossed for this scenario. Even getting it back on Friday would be all right. Just fix it!

Worst case scenario: It's dead, Jim. If this comes to pass I'll have to look into option B, which is to have one of the various tech-savvy people I know help me get what I need out of there, if in fact it is retrievable.

Worser than worst case scenario: Not only is it dead but the stuff in there is kerblooey. If this comes about it's pretty much a guarantee that I'm stopping at the liquor store and drinking myself unconscious.

Well, I guess I'll know (maybe!) tomorrow.