Unfiltered Story #342562

It was in the Time of the Great Plague, and I had realized that my disabilities (born with them, not disease-related) were probably not going to allow me to physically work anywhere, so I thought I’d try some work-from-home stuff.

I quickly learned that whoever did computer setup did not actually know what they were doing.

In general, depending on what space you have, there are two options for office computers: A tower\Mac setup with at least one screen but preferably two, a keyboard, and a mouse, or a laptop with everything built in.

Initially, I was sent a laptop…and a mouse and keyboard to wire into it. No, nothing was wrong with the laptop’s mouse and keyboard. Amazingly enough, this setup didn’t even fit on my desk, and probably wouldn’t on most people’s, either–to say nothing of being next to impossible to use intuitively.

Then someone decided to fix the problem. I got sent a second monitor. But no, it wasn’t a normal computer monitor–I got sent a very cheap *wide-screen TV monitor*.

I cannot begin to describe the sheer amount of that not fitting on any sane person’s desk that made up, or the weirdness of being asked to ignore perfectly functional mice and keyboards and wire in spares for no reason.

Eventually I quit due to my health issues, and they sent me packing material to ship back their things…

And for some reason, never asked me for the TV monitor.

We have TV. It’s better quality. It’s been over a year and I keep reminding myself to donate the damn thing, because it’s of no use to anyone around here.