By Larry J. Maltin
You told me you’d save me. I trusted you. You kept reminding me with pop-ups that if the time should ever come, you would save me. You promised me.
Well, the time has come. I can’t do anything. The crash came with no warning. It was total and complete. Now, here I sit and wait for you to fulfill your promise. Instead, all you do is demand “Enter your password to start the recovery of your disk.”
What password?? Why can’t things be simple, like they used to be? I never needed a password to recover a paper from my wastebasket.
Good one! Nice build up and delivery!
Yep! Promises! Promises! Nice story.
exactly! everything is so complicated and impersonal today.
I was so happy to see your name on this. It’s so cool (and so true.) Well done.
Suspense and nostalgia in 101 words. Well done!
Very clever.