I sit more blind than sighted, stumbly, and tipsy as I try to explain to these folks that I am simply not able to see their machine well enough to fix their programs anymore, but good news! I found a nice young man who is willing to take on your troubles, but while he is a PAID service, he has agreed to a sliding scale (as I trip on my own shadow) for your machine. (as I get interupted) yes, but if you could just peek at my machine today, I would be happy to call him next time. (i squint and say im sorry, I cannot make out anything on your screen, heck I cant make out anything on my 26 inch screen, so im sorry, you will have to call shawn) as I pick up the phone and dial his # for them, (unable to see the #s on the phone I am clearly struggling as he answers. As I explain I have a client who needs to be seen now, but needs a sliding scale, could he squeeze them in? (I try to sit in the chair and almost miss as I tip towards the edge, not the middle) As my client who is now in front of me keeps interupting that "yes, but I HERE NOW can YOU just peek at it?"

So, NO! folks dont listen. They dont hear me. I may as well be speaking swahieli or some such long forgotten dialect. They keep talking over me to express THEIR needs. Clearly blind to my ragged condition, the fact that I keep rubbing my furrowed brow in pain from the strain, and the fact that I have excused myself 4 times from the room for a potty break due to the blistering bladder infection, but If I could just peek at their machine!

They have arrive UNannouced, unprepared, unable to pay for services which are now required because they keep touching buttons and programs that I ask them not to. I have listened to every one of them bad mouth their spouse, talk smack about their kids, I have hand held when they had knees or hips replaced, and listened with great attention as they cried over financial troubles, begged me to do work for FREE, even tho I see them at the hair salon getting their manicure done or throwing steaks in that grocery store basket, or surprise! guess who made the bus trip to the casino and has pictures to share?! So...part of me is extremely happy to be done. In the last few weeks I have seen just how many were only my "friend" because of what I could do for them...for FREE of course. Bah...I give up.