for someone to come along and fix my other computer at work. I could do it if I had the Windows CD, but we don’t have a copy of that on this floor, so I had to email someone to ask them to have someone bring the win98 CD up to this floor and fix my computer for me, after all, us lowly production staffers can’t possibly know how to fix anything in windows… I hate waiting. And I can’t do much of anything until it’s fixed. I guess I could go sit in my old seat and work there, the guy who took it away from me isn’t here today. Fneu.