Slavery in the 21st Century

Yes, I know that I haven't updated in a while. But it's not my fault! My life is no longer my own. My life now consists of nobly rescuing the masses from vast technological retardation. I battle endlessly against the conspiracies which are Powerpoint and Adobe. It may seem ridiculous, but both programs are powered against your best efforts to psychically transfer Google images into either a Powerpoint display or PDF file type.

Don't laugh! It's actually only computer nerds who know what PDF stands for in the first place, let alone know how to use it (Portable Document Format, in case you were wondering). For the rest of the world these two programs contain dark magic which requires powerful white sorcery to overcome their evil.

Enter ME!

This past week, Powerpoint attempted to lull its latest victim into a false sense of security as it happily obliged to paste a number of pictures into its murky depths of presentational display. However, its demonic soul soon surfaced as it refused to accept certain images, and I was called in to rescue the poor helpless loser... er.. I mean user.

When I finally reached the offending desktop, anarchy was imminent as Word documents, Powerpoint displays, and Internet Explorer battled for every conceivable pixel available. It was an all-out offensive manoeuvre and each program was working closely with one another. Nobody told me that the victim had chosen to store the images in a Word document to use within Powerpoint later!

This changed everything. I knew I had to act quickly to avoid a mass system failure... Or worse, my failure. There was only one way to conquer entities of such a tyrannical nature. I would have to summon the Task Manager using an ancient DOS incantation: Ctrl+Alt+Delete. Yes! I had done it! Dark magic destroyed, but I now had to deal with its victim.

The trauma was some of the worst I had ever seen. It was slowly established that their inability to save JPEG files had been their downfall. I explained that Word destroys the essence of an image. Consequently, the picture becomes a cantankerous zombie without any hope of surviving the transfer between Word and Powerpoint. It is only when JPEG files are stored within their own carefully constructed folder and allowed to roam free that they do not fall prey to the dark mystical realms of Powerpoint. Only then will Powerpoint be defeated and its presentational skills used for good.

So now you know!