Okay, before you panic...I don't have cancer. You will understand the title after reading this short story.
After two months of owning my first laptop, it is infested with viruses already. I have downloaded anti-virus programs, but I obviously have something big that a professional needs to take care of. Another teacher at my school, Bette, told me about a "computer hospital" in my town, so I decided to take it there. This "hospital" was actually just an internet cafe that was really fancy. Net cafes are usually stinky and smoky and people have been sitting in the same seat playing computer games for the last ten hours. This one had nice computers set in wooden cabinets with very nice and comfortable looking couch chairs. A very welcoming environment for the addicted computer gamer. Anyway, I asked the man behind the counter if he fixed computers. In Chinese, he asked me to say it again, so I asked again. He only laughed...but then went to the back to get someone else. This person spoke a few English words and asked me what I needed. He didn't quite understand, so they took my computer and turned it on. Luckily, there was a gamer sitting close by that was able to translate for me. I told him that my computer had a virus and I needed help making it go away. His eyes lit up and he said "oh! I understand, your computer has cancer." Virus/Cancer....okay...I guess it's similar. Unfortunately, the boss was unable to do anything because he only understands the Chinese operating system. Lucky for me, he was nice enough to escort me on his bicycle across town to another place that was more "efficient." So, I was on my way to the Cancer Treatment Ward. He dropped me off and I expressed many thanks. A lovely lady greeted me at the door and I asked her if she spoke English. It took her a while to think about it, and the answer was finally a clear "NO." We stood in silence for about 60 seconds before she decided to try calling someone. Then I told her in English I had a virus and I showed her on my computer what happened. We ran my anti-virus programs while she kept trying to call people. Finally, she said "tomorrow" so I figured I could pick it up tomorrow. Well, she packed it up and handed it to me, so I'm guessing I need to take it back tomorrow. I pointed to my watch to ask "what time" and she told me 9am...so I'm going to have to sneak out of school to drop my computer off for it's first Chemo treatment. I hope it works and she becomes cancer free soon! Keep her in your prayers! LOL!
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