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I was having trouble with my computer so I called
the 11-year-old next door, whose bedroom looks
like Mission Control, and asked him to come over.
He clicked a couple of buttons and solved my problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him: 'So, what was wrong?'
He replied: 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired:
'An ID ten T error? What's that, in case I need to fix it again?''
He grinned: 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?'
'No,' I replied.
'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it out.'
So I wrote down: 'I D 1 0 T.'
I used to like the little $#@^ ...
the 11-year-old next door, whose bedroom looks
like Mission Control, and asked him to come over.
He clicked a couple of buttons and solved my problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him: 'So, what was wrong?'
He replied: 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired:
'An ID ten T error? What's that, in case I need to fix it again?''
He grinned: 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?'
'No,' I replied.
'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it out.'
So I wrote down: 'I D 1 0 T.'
I used to like the little $#@^ ...
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