Kids
I don't get it. I REALLY don't get it. I am trying to adapt to this creature that is living in my house now. A fifteen-year-old boy with major moodiness and brooding. It is beyond me how to live with this thing my son has become.
He simply WILL NOT listen to me, no matter what I say. And we are not talking about major things. I mean ANYTHING. It can be something as simple as what's for dinner. And I say two words and he already assumes he knows what I'm going to say and cuts me off. I. Can't. Stand. It.
And I am trying so hard not to let it get to me. But some days I want to scream. Like today, for example. His computer has been messing up for a few days now and he's been desperately trying to "fix" it. It keeps blue screening and overheating. I know for a fact it was slam full of viruses not long ago but he "cleaned" it and said it was "better". Well it takes an insane amount of time to boot up and you get blue screens randomly all the time.
So I finally get him to tell me about one BSOD and I look up the code, it says one of the system files has been hacked and/or needs windows updates. He says he's "tried" to run updates but it won't let him.
*headdesk*
I step two feet to his computer and he starts hollering. I try to help and he gets defensive and in the same breath asks for my help. How the fuck can I help if you won't let me do anything? "Just tell me, Mom!" I can't tell because I don't know exactly what the hell is wrong!!!!
So I finally push him out of the way, literally and realize that no he can't run updates because he's been running in fucking guest mode! And he's been doing it for months! Because his other account got "jacked up".
Oh for the love of God!
So no windows updates. no real anti-virus protection/updates to run properly without admin control. And god knows what else he's done under guest mode that really needs admin rights to run.
No wonder his computer is jacked. And I can't help apparently because I can't touch the damn thing. I'm about to go in there and rip it from the wall and format the drive. Either he's got something on there he doesn't want me to see or he's just being a prick. Either way I'm about done with this shit.
He simply WILL NOT listen to me, no matter what I say. And we are not talking about major things. I mean ANYTHING. It can be something as simple as what's for dinner. And I say two words and he already assumes he knows what I'm going to say and cuts me off. I. Can't. Stand. It.
And I am trying so hard not to let it get to me. But some days I want to scream. Like today, for example. His computer has been messing up for a few days now and he's been desperately trying to "fix" it. It keeps blue screening and overheating. I know for a fact it was slam full of viruses not long ago but he "cleaned" it and said it was "better". Well it takes an insane amount of time to boot up and you get blue screens randomly all the time.
So I finally get him to tell me about one BSOD and I look up the code, it says one of the system files has been hacked and/or needs windows updates. He says he's "tried" to run updates but it won't let him.
*headdesk*
I step two feet to his computer and he starts hollering. I try to help and he gets defensive and in the same breath asks for my help. How the fuck can I help if you won't let me do anything? "Just tell me, Mom!" I can't tell because I don't know exactly what the hell is wrong!!!!
So I finally push him out of the way, literally and realize that no he can't run updates because he's been running in fucking guest mode! And he's been doing it for months! Because his other account got "jacked up".
Oh for the love of God!
So no windows updates. no real anti-virus protection/updates to run properly without admin control. And god knows what else he's done under guest mode that really needs admin rights to run.
No wonder his computer is jacked. And I can't help apparently because I can't touch the damn thing. I'm about to go in there and rip it from the wall and format the drive. Either he's got something on there he doesn't want me to see or he's just being a prick. Either way I'm about done with this shit.