I suppose my first laptop was a “gift” from my stepfather. I wrote little short stories on it. Wasn’t able to browse the internet or anything because we didn’t have internet here.
When I had to research for a paper, I went to the library.
Understandably, the laptop didn’t have a printer. So…
I had it for a while until my grandmother got me a Compaq Presario.
After that, my stepdad claimed that the “gift” of the laptop was really a loan and he wanted it back.
I gave it back to him alright… right after I deleted the Windows folder. And erased everything else I could get rid of.
He could never figure out why he couldn’t get it to run properly.
Or at all.
~J. Lyst
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