posted on Oct, 29 2012 @ 10:49 AM
I am one of those geeks who carries around important stuff on a flashdrive. It's a habit of mine, and I'm very dear to it. It simplifies matters to
no end, not to mention convenience and security. That is...until the flashdrive suddenly decides it wants to switch to F drive. I'm unfamiliar with
that particular drive, but through this experience, I've come to associate it with the portable version of the blue screen. One day it works, and the
next, it's in a coma.
The long and short of it is, the flash drive is no longer recognized in most devices, and unable to function properly in all others. The only option
is to reformat, which is available but unable to complete. Unfortunately, some work I've been delaying and finally decided to peek at was on the
drive. Inaccessible, and possibly corrupt.
Due to my self control, I am maintaining my cool to a degree. But deep down inside, I am struggling to keep myself from dropping it down a food
disposal or torching it - I am this furious with the twist of fate that has befallen my beloved technology. It's an 8 gb, larger than the standard
portables I've come across. Usually, it's 4 gb. Stroke of fortune that has been stolen away like a thief in the night.
I have tried managing it, I have tried everything except a complete overhaul by way of cmd. I am open to the possibility of having to bury it, but I
hate the thought.
Anyone who has a deep appreciation for technology will understand that such things warrant a rant. A deep, soul-wracking rant that leave my fingers
burning and my heart aching. I'm a borderline technoholic, and this is the equivalent of watching my last bottle smash on the ground.
I am ticked.