Ever since we replaced our computers a couple years ago, the Vista operating system has been nothing but trouble. For awhile there, I just wanted to throw them all out the window because Vista didn't like anything we had or did. Finally, I managed a compromise where I turned off the auto updates and that seemed to resolve the issue with the programs in that they started working the way they were supposed to.
A few days ago, however, that failsafe collapsed and Vista decided it had had enough. It wanted updates and it wanted them NOW, gosh darn it! So I turned the auto update back on and the updates downloaded and tried to install and tried to install and tried to install and... you get the idea. For whatever reason, it would go through the installation process, taking an hour or so and then reboot but after rebooting it'd say the update installations had failed.
And tax programs were still going MEEP! MEEP! THE ENGINES CANNA TAKE ANY MORE CAPTAIN!!!
So, in a fit of desperation, I thought okay, I'll try installing them one at a time. I installed one. It installed successfully. Giddy with satisfaction, I made a tactical error. I told it to install TWO updates at the same time. Well, that was a mistake. I started the installation at 11:30. When I left work, at 8PM, I had to do a forced shut down.
Over eight hours later, the computer was still trying to finalize the last percent of the update. Over and over and over again. It was like the poor thing was caught in some horrible time loop in the time space continuum. It would reboot, show the welcome screen, announce that it was updating the computer and that stage 3 of 3 was 99% complete, whirl aimless for a minute or so and then reboot again, repeating the process.
After the first hour or so, when I realized that it wasn't going to update and it wasn't going to let me interrupt the update process, and my boss was nagging me about some tax return she needed processed, I said to her that I'd have to see if I could switch everything over to my coworker's computer for the time being as mine was having problems.
My boss' response?
She said and I quote: "Oh! You should phone Bill Gates."
Yes, I'll get right on that.
Though, maybe if Mr. Gates had to field angry phone calls himself, he might actually make a decent product.
A few days ago, however, that failsafe collapsed and Vista decided it had had enough. It wanted updates and it wanted them NOW, gosh darn it! So I turned the auto update back on and the updates downloaded and tried to install and tried to install and tried to install and... you get the idea. For whatever reason, it would go through the installation process, taking an hour or so and then reboot but after rebooting it'd say the update installations had failed.
And tax programs were still going MEEP! MEEP! THE ENGINES CANNA TAKE ANY MORE CAPTAIN!!!
So, in a fit of desperation, I thought okay, I'll try installing them one at a time. I installed one. It installed successfully. Giddy with satisfaction, I made a tactical error. I told it to install TWO updates at the same time. Well, that was a mistake. I started the installation at 11:30. When I left work, at 8PM, I had to do a forced shut down.
Over eight hours later, the computer was still trying to finalize the last percent of the update. Over and over and over again. It was like the poor thing was caught in some horrible time loop in the time space continuum. It would reboot, show the welcome screen, announce that it was updating the computer and that stage 3 of 3 was 99% complete, whirl aimless for a minute or so and then reboot again, repeating the process.
After the first hour or so, when I realized that it wasn't going to update and it wasn't going to let me interrupt the update process, and my boss was nagging me about some tax return she needed processed, I said to her that I'd have to see if I could switch everything over to my coworker's computer for the time being as mine was having problems.
My boss' response?
She said and I quote: "Oh! You should phone Bill Gates."
Yes, I'll get right on that.
Though, maybe if Mr. Gates had to field angry phone calls himself, he might actually make a decent product.