It started out with a new computer. A clean white sexy Sony, compact and perfect for a girl who travels. The only problem was that the software (Vista 64 bit) meant that I couldn't get internet in Morocco. So I took it with me to the IT specialist. He explained he would downgrade the software and then internet would be no problem. Oh it would take some time, of course, what with the copying of the files, etc.
I went to get the computer. The conversation went like this:
Him: Let me show you where your files are.
Him: See, right here.
Me: Okay, I see where my photos are. Thank you. Where are the rest of my files?
Me: You know, the rest of my documents.
Him: But I thought you only wanted me to save your photos.
Him: Yes, that's all I saved....your photos. You said your photos were important.
Me: But everything...everything else.....
Him: Sorry, I only saved your photos. I thought you didn't need anything else.
Me: But....but...all my work, all my training materials, all my book notes...
Him: Oh. Sorry.
Me: You can get my files back, right? Please tell me....that you can get them back.
Him: [blank look}
Let's just say......that I have been crying for most of the last 8 hours. And I am writing this message on my husband's computer.........
Image from here.