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minervasoloI've finally reached the one section of my IT project I really like: The End User guide. I get to be as anal retentive and perfectionist as I like, spending more time of borders and bullet points than on actual content. The content, such as it is, has to be as dumbed down and babytalked as possible, so the beginning of the installation section looks something like this: "Switch on the computer. When it has booted up, insert the CD into the CD drive. Double click on the My Computer icon, which looks like this. [icon] If you do not have this icon or hte 'my computer' folder, you may have a version of Windows that is older than Win95. If this is so, it is unlikely that you will be able to install and run this system"
I think last year that I even explained how to switch the computer on. Love being condescending!
There are now plans to go to West Wittering tomorrow, big group of us. At 6pm. It's going to be (a) dark, (b) below freezing, (c) a huge storm. But we're going to the beach anyway ^_^ It's coz gRosie grew up there, and her other is buried in the cemetary, so we're taking her to see her mother on the anniversary of her death. And pissing about on a cold wet beach for a few hours. Somehow Anria and her going-on-a-date sound more sane, but then, sane never was our stock in trade.
Of course, this is all on the assumption that mum'll give me a lift to Neroli's, and we can find Neroli's. Oh, and I can provide petrol money for gRosie to drive me home, or it's going to be midnight and I'll have nowhere to be. Still, cold wet dark beach!!
I think last year that I even explained how to switch the computer on. Love being condescending!
There are now plans to go to West Wittering tomorrow, big group of us. At 6pm. It's going to be (a) dark, (b) below freezing, (c) a huge storm. But we're going to the beach anyway ^_^ It's coz gRosie grew up there, and her other is buried in the cemetary, so we're taking her to see her mother on the anniversary of her death. And pissing about on a cold wet beach for a few hours. Somehow Anria and her going-on-a-date sound more sane, but then, sane never was our stock in trade.
Of course, this is all on the assumption that mum'll give me a lift to Neroli's, and we can find Neroli's. Oh, and I can provide petrol money for gRosie to drive me home, or it's going to be midnight and I'll have nowhere to be. Still, cold wet dark beach!!
