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It started off slowly, covertly, I didn’t even know what was about to happen to me. First, he asks for a little help with powerpoint. Then he asks for a little help with attaching videos. One day, I go to log onto my lap top for a little online retail therapy—uh, I mean, checking my work email—and the spot where my computer used to take up house is empty. GASP! I figure, ok, ok, he can have it for the day. Maybe he needs to tighten up a presentation. I have a Mac lap top, I will just use that. So one day turns into a couple weeks and I have so far kissed my brand new, light, fast, delicious, little Toshiba lap top goodbye…
So I continue to live life with the Mac and my little portable mouse (I’m sorry, I can’t get into the touch pad, it creeps me out. All I see are germs. Crazy, I know—but c’mon we all took Micro). Slowly starting my morning a lazy Sunday I reach for my mouse and GASP! Missing. AGHHHHHH! I can’t get mad at him, surely I can’t. I do love him. I do. But my love might end at this thievery of computer equipment.
So I think I found a way to stop the larceny. I bought a new mouse. It’s pink.
No firefighter is going to take a pink mouse to work…I bet you can guess the color of my next laptop…
