Sorry to be long,

A flash back, a year ago:

As I work day shift for my normal job, I work on computers on the side, on a lunch break, I received a phone call from someone who needed help with their computer. Just like all phone calls, the normal introducing myself, and hearing their story following.

The phone call started off a little rough, and almost in a interrogating way. Questions where asked whether I file under my taxes or a business tax, and how she was going to be able to save me money by not filing under a business.

First off, she wanted to get the cheapest deal she could find, and doing so, she was gonig to offer her services of doing my taxes the following year. She was certified and the whole nine yards. I explained that we could work something out, but I was not going to okay anything over the phone with someone about my taxes.

Thats like taking candy from a politician. We setup a time for the computer repair to take place.

Claimed she's had the desktop computer problem for 8 months now, and now it was start up. When i arrive to the apartment, she's very nice, mild mannered lady. There's a old man sitting on the couch, again equally mannered. I start to notice my surroundings, carefully glance across the room, when she leaves to get more information from another room. There's a handful of tax prep books, about 15 shelves of knick knacks, a couple mary jane signs, and some hanging baskets.

Wait, yes mary jane signs, oh god. Then I glance down, see bout 14 different pill bottles. This woman's 52....with a medical list of 4 patients combined. She's got plenty knowledge of the electronic's on the motherboard, could tell you what part was what. Did not know didly squit about windows. She's got a dell computer, and her own unique number.

I guess that's only because she's had 3 motherboards replaced in this computer. A history with dell that dates back to 2003, and they could probably name her when she calls. Loves to ramble on about dell and how they have mistreated her, oh but dont act like your mildly interested into her medical side. 3 hours into it last night, she gives me the full blown story about the tax system, she does taxes for people (worked with h&r for 11 yrs) then proceds to tell me about her medical history. And at one point, asked me if i knew what the term, "idpot" meant. Not a clue, but i couldnt tell her that, she just knew i smoked mary jane too!

Then i quickly proceeded to tell her i didnt care whether she did nor that i care if she did, and it wasnt any of my business to know of. Quickly got her computer together, told her i'd try to work on it at home, and bring it right back. This computer is smoked too, dont know if she's smoked so much that she's caused this computer to crash too, hell she's probably putting a joint in the floopy drive in now! "breath in lil computer, thats it, now crunch them numerical theroms for me now"So I bring it back to her last night, she wants to now profess another secrete she has, oh god what is it now? she a he/she too? Goes over to the blinds and closes them. Locks the door, stuffs something in the keyhole, turns on a big light, goes towards her bedroom door and shuts it. "now tell me if you see something odd" Jesus I'm looking at the freak right at it! Nothing out of place to me, she then shows me this poster of some star trek relic, which looked smoked and old like her.

Ah she's a trekie, and theres more! She opens up the door, and there is posters lined up on the wall. All of which are autographed by the people in the poster, tubs sitting by the wall, floor to the ceiling high, 5 bins wide of all autographed star trek stuff. Has the picture of when she ate dinner with spock, and says "lenard is such a nice man, but ol capt kirk was an ass!".

Then opens up the closet and its full of star trek crap. Then she starts a full hour talking to herself about the convention out in vegas she went too 10 yrs ago and met most of the cast members. After talking to her again tonight for 2 hrs on the phone, she's now decided that she wants to buy a new motherboard and do it as soon as possible. This hasnt even fixed the problems she's having with the operating system. I can almost bet she's probably got as much junk in that thing that she does hanging on the wall.

Im half afraid to be in the apartment, cops could bust the place if they wanted too! Its not like you can smell anyting either in the place, and had she not had the signs up and told me she did do that stuff, i'd hadnt a clue about it! Talking about being a little open to a person that just made contact with 24 hrs prior.