Amen. Our hopelessly corrupted computer is in the hall, unplugged, waiting for Heather's-mom-the-computer-person to fix it. (Blessedly, she will in this case be trading labor; I'll sew something for her instead of having to pay her.) I just don't know enough to fix it, and I did everything I did know how to do before giving up.
But you know what? I bet I know a lot more about etymology than Heather's mom does. Granted, I can't make a living at it, but I do find it more interesting; doesn't that count for something?
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Gillian
"Now everyone was giving her that kind of look UFOlogists get when they suddenly say, 'Hey, if you shade your eyes you can see it is just a flock of geese after all.'"
"You can't erase icing."
"I can't believe it doesn't work! I found it on the internet, man!"