I'm vastly irritated—I picked up a Freecycle hard drive on Alameda Island only to find out it's daid daid daid as in Monty Python's parrot kind of dead. I drove all that way to pick up someone else’s cybertrash? Sheesh! The noive! Asshole doesn’t even begin to cover it. I mean he had to know it wasn’t sleeping. You can’t resurrect a dead hard drive. Oh well, at least there’s a powerful magnet inside. Another one for the fridge.
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