Te quiero.
Se supone que es un servicio técnico oficial para MAC. La realidad es que son un grupo de mentirosos estafadores con muy poco aprecio por sus clientes.
Adoro mi PowerBook, pero cosas como estas hacen que sienta ganas de volver a los PCs :(.
Si llegas a este post buscando un servicio técnico y quieres más detalles sobre el infierno al que me han sometido durante meses, no dudes en enviarme un email. Sólo he sido su cliente y ni siquiera he pagado por mis reparaciones (lo ha hecho el seguro). No quiero imaginar lo que habría sido si el vínculo hubiera sido mayor.
“If you look at Winnie the Pooh you see that the optimist, represented by Tigger, is very irritating and always comes a cropper. He would be useless around a gambling table, whereas Eeyore always expects the worst and succeeds in a quiet way.”
From:
http://tinyurl.com/ywq98
http://tinyurl.com/ywq98
http://tinyurl.com/ywq98
It’s absolutely wonderful. It has everything needed for a Reality Show.
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice/weekly_tracker/
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice/weekly_tracker/
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice/weekly_tracker/
Between psychotherapy and password therapy, I’ll stick with the passwords.
The cardinal rule of password creation is skirting the obvious: No names of children or pets, no street addresses or car names. The ideal password is a random combination of letters and numbers, unfathomable to a potential intruder.
My computer system at work requires a password, changeable at three-month intervals, and I dutifully formulate a new one when the request is triggered by the network. I have chosen to pooh-pooh conventional wisdom, though, and enter a word that represents my current preoccupation in life. After all, my files contain absolutely nothing juicy to tempt a potential hacker, unless he is dying to know if he made the cut for my son’s bar mitzvah guest list. I keep a running list of my passwords, handwritten, and I scan it each time I submit a change, and the result is my life story crystallized in one-word bites. I could use it as an outline for my autobiography, in the unlikely event that I would ever presume to write one.
Continue reading “The past is present in the present password (by Phyllis Rudin)”
After big splash, social networking sites try to hold onto users
Jeremy Chipman’s enthusiasm for Friendster, a Web site that allows users to keep in touch with friends, their friends’ friends and beyond, tracks like a bell curve. Within a few months of signing up last year, he was logging on as often as three times a day to chat with a couple dozen friends and review his loose ties to thousands of others.
But these days, Chipman is far less enthusiastic about Friendster. He visits the Web site once every few weeks, preferring to focus on his studies rather than gabbing.
“It was sort of fun at first — you write glowing testimonials about friends, and then they write glowing testimonials about you,” said Chipman, a graduate student at San Francisco State University. “Or you write or read funny items. But after a while, it became pointless.”
Continue reading “Clicking for connections (by Verne Kopytoff)”
My so called life* 