Grandfather on his anniversary (90 years) gave a laptop and taught to use Skype.
They gathered here for his next birthday.
The Father cries:
How are you doing with your computer?
(A grandfather rarely uses Skype, almost all the time offline)
Something fucking started happening. I downloaded the plus library, I started scratching a file for a hundred kilobytes, somewhere in the middle a line is eaten! I don’t understand, even if you kill me.
Isn’t 65 thousand anything there? My student son asks.
Dad is sitting, he thinks. Then he begins to mourn the wrong-handed creator of the library.
And we all sit, listen to them and shrink: for a year the old man has not mastered the Internet, so he has also learned to program poorly and now tries to do freelance tasks, but for himself and without a customer.
I only went to Taiwan for a year.