After putting her children to bed, a mother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more ramabunctious, her patience grew thin. At last she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stearn warnings. Where there's a will, I want to be in it. What you heave the computer out of after you accidently erase a program that took you three days to set up.
Some people are wise and some are other-wise.
If only women came with pull-down menus and online help. No one but the Creator understands their internal logic. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else. Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.