posted on Jan, 12 2011 @ 10:36 PM
I had two particularly odd moments today. There weren't so odd during the experience, it was only after the experience that my mind had time to
process what was going on that the sensation came over me that there might be more to what was going on then than what I actually perceived.
My first odd moment began when I received a service call that I should have attended Monday morning. I didn't have time on Monday to remedy the
situation, since more pressing matters had arisen Sat & Sun that had distracted me.
The call was a networking issue at a Indian (from Bombay, I asked) food store (not a gas station), the call was simple, just install a wireless card
in one computer & check a laptop. When I walked through the door - all the lights were off but there was ample light to see to move around streaming
in through the windows. The older gentleman met me at the front door & in guided me around the counter to the offending laptop. There was some sort
of Arabic sounding music playing, and a woman complete with burka was seated behind the counter reading some book with arabic script. After a moment
of diagnosing the laptop, I went to the other PC in the back for the wlan card installation and saw that it was the source of the music (if it can be
called that) and I was asked politely to please let it finish playing and that it was almost done. While it finished I noticed that the player gave
very specific directions where Mecca was located in regard to our geographical position. The chant subsided, and I was told I could proceed. I
casually asked if he was Muslim, he stated he was - others in India were Hindu...etc....I finished the job and sat for probably ten minutes conversing
with the man, we talked politics, about people, jobs, money and children. He was probably nearing his 70th year or more and was quite worried about
protecting his family (including grandchildren) from things such as drugs and violence. He tried to pay me before I left, but I refused stating that
we would wait until he could part with the laptop and I could properly try to fix in "in house" because that would simplify matters for me. He was
insisting to pay me - but I really don't like receiving partial payments - he seemed....like he thought that perhaps I was in dire need of the money.
I don't know. That has stuck with me today.
Another customer. Pretty old guy, mid 70's. Extremely raspy voice, thin body. Related to me the fiasco involving his computer and other local
computer shops - how they had told him they were saving his information and emails and then effectively locked him out of it. They kept his computer
for two weeks for some reason and told him that his data had been lost. They charged him over $200.00 to do nothing more than get a six year old
desktop computer to BOOT into windows. He thought he had lost the stories he had written, the emails he had collected - everything. The kicker part
of this is that the guy is quite visibly DYING. He is WRECKED with CANCER. The very things he wanted to save were links into coping with the disease,
they trashed his only source of comfort. How in the m#*$ h#*$ can someone RIP and OLD DYING MAN off, and make him think he's lost everything he's
worked on for the past decade, and THEN shrug him off when they find he's got no more money to pay???
These two stories obviously have nothing in common other than they happened today. Both of them made enough of an impact on me to warrant my posting
here. For what reason, I do not know.