Which age category do you fall in?

That was supposed to be a joke.
Didn't work.

jadinolf said:

That was supposed to be a joke.
Didn't work.

It did work. I laughed.

Then I put my 2¢ in......

O.K.

Well, I still was born on Mother's Day 1934.

jadinolf said:

O.K.

Well, I still was born on Mother's Day 1934.

I thought I was the only one here older'n dirt, but I yield to you, Jadinolf! You have me by approximately 2.5 years; September 4 1937.

You are just a baby Wynona

jadinolf said:

You are just a baby Wynona

Guess so. :-(

Laughing Out Loud

I thought this group was for high tech people using a high tech Operating System.

That's true. A group of very helpful and knowledgeable people that took me by the hand and led me through an SSD upgrade and other things small and large

What I didn't know is at 65 I'd be one of the younger ones

Seems like there are many experienced, smart people who
somewhere in their early years got bitten by the computer bug

That Computer addiction, like Malaria, has no cure

Which reminds me of another widely shared trait

Curiosity. Who hasn't been tempted to Push A Button, especially when told not to?

Our team, a PC & Macintosh Upgrade team, was given an old microwave laboratory to work out of
at a major defense contractor

All the equipment was gone, except for an Unmarked Big Red Button on the wall about shoulder height

Our boss made a big point of warning us not to touch that button. He said he had asked around about
it and nobody knew. It was leftover from some project in the '50s

My friend Raul would come in every morning and standing within reach of the button glare at it

It go to be a running joke that the boss would come in every morning, see Raul glaring at the button,
and have to warn him off

We actually didn't press that button for 3 months, but one afternoon it got pressed.

The power went off in the lab and several nearby rooms

It was an emergency power cutoff

Raul was pissed because he was out when the unknown person (one of us) punched the button

It was an old building and it literally took hours to reset the power

larc919 said:

I've got almost a year on you, Wynona. I was one of the goblins who showed up on Halloween 1936.

Ummmm, OK. So now, I seem to be the baby of the bunch! Sigh . . .

Frabnkhs said:

Laughing Out Loud

I thought this group was for high tech people using a high tech Operating System.

That's true. A group of very helpful and knowledgeable people that took me by the hand and led me through an SSD upgrade and other things small and large

What I didn't know is at 65 I'd be one of the younger ones

Seems like there are many experienced, smart people who
somewhere in their early years got bitten by the computer bug

That Computer addiction, like Malaria, has no cure

Which reminds me of another widely shared trait

Curiosity. Who hasn't been tempted to Push A Button, especially when told not to?

Our team, a PC & Macintosh Upgrade team, was given an old microwave laboratory to work out of
at a major defense contractor

All the equipment was gone, except for an Unmarked Big Red Button on the wall about shoulder height

Our boss made a big point of warning us not to touch that button. He said he had asked around about
it and nobody knew. It was leftover from some project in the '50s

My friend Raul would come in every morning and standing within reach of the button glare at it

It go to be a running joke that the boss would come in every morning, see Raul glaring at the button,
and have to warn him off

We actually didn't press that button for 3 months, but one afternoon it got pressed.

The power went off in the lab and several nearby rooms

It was an emergency power cutoff

Raul was pissed because he was out when the unknown person (one of us) punched the button

It was an old building and it literally took hours to reset the power

Yup! I've always been mechanically inclined, and would often visit my step dad's garage shop and tinker with his tools. One day I decided to use his band saw . . . you guessed it! I broke the blade! Thankfully, none of my tattle tale step-siblings knew it was me. Neither did my full siblings! Whew . . . I was never discovered! And, I stayed out of the shop after that.

Fast forward to grown up years, and I was tinkering with cars (replaced a starter that the specs said couldn't be done without dismantling the front end of the car). Nope, I didn't dismantle the car . . . I needed milk for the baby, and it had to be done.

In fact, my husband and I traded jobs; he did most of the housework (except cooking) and I did the outside and DIY work. Nice job if ya can get it!