I’m one of those people–you know the ones. The Dr. Grant of Jurassic Park, if I touch a computer it malfunctions no matter what I did type of person. Actually, I’ve come to realize that it’s really just because I don’t know what I’m doing, but pretend that I do. Generally not a good habit with electronics.
I’m the person who put the tv on that static channel, and I need a PhD type person to fix it (or my kids). The person who can’t figure out how her car got into permanent traction control and has to call service and be walked through disengaging it on the phone (I know my Service Advisor VERY well after ten plus years of this).
When I first started writing, I used a USB as a backup device. I must have had around 40 pages of text written when there was a power surge from a storm going on. The next thing I know, my screen is filled with computer garble. I shrieked rather loudly and DH came running. I pointed at my screen and he deduced through my sobs what had happened. He looked at the USB sticking out of the side of the computer.
“What, were you doing with this?” He gestures to it.
“I used it for backup.”
He then explains to me that they are not reliable to use for your only backup copy, and that really, they should be thought of more as a transfer data device.
All the data on it was fried, as well as what was on the computer screen, because I didn’t have that set for automatic draft save either.
Fast forward eight years later. I learned the lesson, but apparently I still have trouble reading the directions. Right before we went on spring break, Bugs had the opportunity through his photography class to get Adobe Lightroom for 75.00. I downloaded it, and it has become my new best friend. After being in Hawaii for a week, I started it up and inadvertently opened a new Catalogue when I meant to create a new Collection. Catalogue, Collection, what’s the difference? Apparently huge. Because when I opened a new Catalogue, I lost all my photo’s I had edited. Some 7000 photo’s. Photo’s I thought were being saved in Lightroom. Apparently, Lightroom doesn’t save photo’s in any permanent way, unless you tell it to, the little turncoat. Nor does it say, Are you sure you wish to create a new catalogue? All your current edits will be lost, or, would you like to save before closing this window? or any number of things it could have asked me to do. No, in the flash of less than a second (and this is not an exaggeration–it was really fast) the one screen had closed and the new one had opened. I went back to the other catalogue, only to find out, it was empty along with all my presets for connecting to smugmug and Facebook.
I FREAKED OUT!!!! DH said, “Did you read the directions?”
“It didn’t come with directions,” I countered in a very unbecoming high pitched whine.
“Did you download the manual and read it?” he countered.
Of course not. So today, I’m going to the bookstore and find a manual for Lightroom. Because clearly, I really just need to read the directions.