Irony is making sure you have a surge protector for your computer, only for the contractor to flip the breaker and apparently short out (or something else electronic-ish) your hard drive.  Or operating system.  Or whatever it is that broke, I have no idea.

Irony is insisting the cable company come to your house to fix the connection problem, only to find out the connection is fine after all.  And for the technician to tell you that surge protectors really don’t help a whole lot when it comes to computers.   Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is unsolicited advice that might or might not be true, but he was nice, and at least he TRIED to help, so I appreciated it.

Irony is writing a blog post, explaining your computer problems, only to have your blog disappear so you can’t even post it.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is simply maddening.

Irony is giving your blog site password to a friend, and asking them to post an update, only for it to not work for her, either, but the damage is already done because now she knows you’ve named the password protection on your site after a kids’ breakfast cereal.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is embarrassing.

Irony is people e-mailing you to tell you they can’t leave a comment on your blog, telling you that your blog is missing.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is nice that they were at least trying to help.

Irony is when your web hosting site has a data dump the same day as your hard drive giving out (or whatever the heck happened, the jury is still out on that one …. God bless laptops, is all I can say) and you assuming the two things are related when actually they are not.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is extremely unlucky timing.

Irony is when you call the web hosting customer service line and roll your eyes when someone with a foreign accent answers because you just know they won’t understand you, and geesh, is *everything* outsourced these days, and then that person fixes the entire problem in less than twenty minutes.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is me learning a lesson in closed-mindedness.

Irony is wishing you were someone special, and then your computer system fails and the support person who has come to your house tells you in all their years of computer repair, they have never seen this problem.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is being careful or you just might get what you wish for.

Irony is telling your husband you are just about ready to bag the whole freaking thing and move to a deserted island where there are no computers or electricity or technology of any kind, because you are sick and damn tired of having the worst luck on the planet when it comes to your computer, and you are SERIOUS about it this time mister, but then your site gets fixed later that same day and you almost weep with gratitude and confess that you could never give up your computer.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is me, being all talk and no show.

Irony is when the computer support guy is driving off with not only your entire hard drive and casing, but also all the software you’ve ever purchased, including your expensive copy of Photoshop CS4, and you realizing, as you watch him drive away, that you don’t have any kind of repair order, or form, or receipt, or business card, or even so much as a used hanky proving that he was ever in your house, let alone that he has ALL YOUR STUFF.  Or maybe that’s not irony as much as it is me being a dumb ass.

No, I’m pretty sure he’ll bring it all back like he said.  Hopefully it will even be repaired….. that would be a plus. 

In the meantime, I’ll stay updated as much as I can on this laptop, which I wasn’t even sure we needed to buy last year but I let Blaine talk me into it.  And now it is my lifeline.

I’m pretty sure that’s ironic.