The Chicken Hunt

This isn’t the next story I planned to post. I’m working on one about Kate and chickens and I saved it to the file I where I usually save stories. The computer decided to put it somewhere else. It won’t tell me where. I did a search for ‘chickens’ and the computer chuckled at me. Actually it sounded more like a cluck. A chuckly cluck.

I read somewhere once that if a computer were any other appliance it wouldn’t have made it to mass market. I think that’s true. I’ve never had to download a program into a stove or refrigerator to get them to work. I’ve never had to re-boot a toaster or had it hide my toast somewhere that takes a while to find it. Not computers. They want to do things their own way and have me try to figure them out. If it keeps it up I may get to the point of re-booting it the old fashioned way. Until then, I’ll be looking for chickens in the computer.

Cluck, cluck.