How NOT to Buy a Computer on the Internet
I have a confession to make. I do hope that you won't think any less of me than you may already (if you have been a regular reader of my articles). For the past three weeks, I have been writing my articles on a 486sx25. Please don't desert me because of this. I need your support at this time. Yet I must also confess that it could have been worse. These last few weeks I have owed my writing career to my friend, Jerry, for allowing me to use his dinosaur. If it wasn't for him, these articles could not have been written and I would have been sentenced to a life as a typewriter repairman in the Silicon Valley.
How, you ask, could I have put myself in this state? What sins have I committed that drove me from my place amongst the Internet royalty? I will confess to you. It was my own shopping errs that have punished me to waiting 3 minutes for a page to download and the constant rebooting of the computer because it doesn't like Javascript. The one thing that I have gloried in, my pride as a shopping extraordinare, has brought me to my knees. Yes, even I can make mistakes!
It all started about two months ago when a business partner and I got the idea of buying and selling computers. As computers came and went, I began smelling that new computer fragrance. I saw the performance of these new purring machines that booted with a flick of a switch. My computer wasn't bad. For a 166 it was actually quite fast. But I hungered for more. I would look at eBay and Haggle Online just to see what kind of deals were out there. Then one evening I placed a bid on what appeared to be a slick K6- 350 w/8meg video card and 6.4 hard drive. It was a low bid for the item and I didn't expect to win. Yet the next morning, I checked and there it was, I was the proud owner of a muscle machine. My heart raced in the anticipation. I e-mailed the seller. No answer. I e-mailed him again. No answer. The third time I got a reply. I mentioned iEscrow and he said he had to have the money first. I asked for references and a phone number. No references and the phone number was a cell that was impossible to get hold of anyone. Rats! My hopes were dashed.
Have you ever been walking through the food court in the mall when you hear, "Would
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