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So, over time, Windows has been storing data on my C drive without my permission. And recently, some apps haven't been working on my computer because of low disk space. Now I have never installed an app, or even a file to my C drive. So, that 40 GB of my 64 GB SSD, is just eaten up by Windows files I don't even know of.
And there's nothing I can do about it because all the data is in appdata folder, and I don't want to break anything.
I think it's about time to get a Mac.
So, over time, Windows has been storing data on my C drive without my permission. And recently, some apps haven't been working on my computer because of low disk space. Now I have never installed an app, or even a file to my C drive. So, that 40 GB of my 64 GB SSD, is just eaten up by Windows files I don't even know of.
And there's nothing I can do about it because all the data is in appdata folder, and I don't want to break anything.
I think it's about time to get a Mac.
I hope the gig went well, LW. Wish I could have been there.
Visiting the US is ruining my well cultivated English accent.
Visiting the US is ruining my well cultivated English accent.
When someone says that they will call you back and never do.
Visiting the US is ruining my well cultivated English accent.
Have I ever mentioned how much I enjoy painting? No, no I haven't.:banghead:
There's this women who drives a beautiful Chevy Camaro. She comes through the drive through all the time, and I know its her with that good looking car I see in the camera.
When she comes through I do my routine greeting.
"Hi welcome to McDonalds, my name is Curtis, would you like to try our pumpkin spice latte tonight?"
She interrupts me saying
"Give me this and that."
She gets to the window and I greet her. She ask for the manager, to complain about whoever is working in the drive through. By now, all the managers don't care about her. She's a rude person who has nothing better to do than complain to get free food from corporate. Always asking for our name, managers name, store number, and corporate phone number.
When she leaves I politely say
Now you have a blessed day
Hoping she gets into a car accident.
SFBB, you and Revenant Ghost have had a bad taste of humanity lately... allow me to try to make you feel a little better.
People come in many different 'styles', if you'll allow that analogy. Have you ever noticed that negativity seems to spread like wildfire, while positive things seem to go unnoticed? That's what keeps the talking heads on television in business; it is, unfortunately, all about 'shock value'. Now, I've had some bad experiences at Mickey D's... but McDonald's isn't alone. You can get bad service from the car mechanic, to a hedge fund analyst. Yet, there is a certain breed of human beings that I call the 'get-overs'. They are like plethora leeches; it usually gets passed down from generation to generation, and I remember one: my late Uncle Tony (and, no - I never adopted those types of practices).
My late Uncle Tony would walk into a restaurant supply, looking for the big bags of flour (he owned a tavern that served Italian food)... he would look around, and, wham! He would kick a hole into one of the top flour bags, and then send his seven-year-old grand nephew (yup, that's me) to go get the manager. When the manager arrived, he would say:
"This needs to be reduced."
Which the manager did promptly, back in the late 1960s. So, in closing:
No matter what, just kill those errant customers with kindness. Believe it or not, it will come back to you - even in today's fast-paced, impersonal times.
You'll be pleasantly surprised.
I do, that's why I don't lose my cool. Saying "have a blessed day" do I really mean it? Hell no, like I said, someone like that doesn't deserve to drive a Camaro, hope she wrecks it.
Those people, forget them. They are the simple minded problem with the world today. With people like them, the world is a sad place. I don't let them get to me, because I just stopped caring. They will get what has coming to them. Hopefully another McDonalds will spit in her food or something. I believe in Karma.
Now those good people that come to McDonalds, those are the people you don't forget. I strike up a good conversation with anyone who drives an electric vehicle, and talk about Tesla and innovations of Elon Musk. What he is doing, is where the world should be. People like him are the future. Not skanks like that women in the drive through.