It was a story about a computer company and a hard drive from October 23.
Everybody knows that Bernard Shaw once visited a restaurant whose service he did not like very much. Then he said to the manager of the restaurant, “Please embrace me for goodbye.” “Are you going somewhere?”
The show answered. You will never see me again in this restaurant.
So then history. In 1999, after the crisis of 98, having failed to cope with the difficult economic situation, I was forced to emigrate outside the ICAD (to the village, to my aunt in Saratov) and even further to Yoshkar-Olu. The computer I had at the time was quite decent: the second pen was scaled up to 450 da a screw of 10 (!)GB. I was doing digital video. And here, as for sin, a screw is covered. It covers dumb. You have to buy a new one. I go to the local computer. The company on the letter A. So and so, I say, I need a 20GB screw. No, they say not 20, but there are 40. It is a peach! Take it, you will not miss it! Only 150 killed. If you insist, I will take it.
I come home, I connect the screw - oh! The screw is not visible in the bios! The cloud. The next morning I go to A and apparently thinking that I have the right to say, "the screw is not determined, either give another, or put the money in the ass!" And so calmly they say to me, “Oh, lucky! The screw on our comp is visible, and that you have such a fig (tomato) mother, it is your problem! If you want, buy us a wonderful new mother! Just a peach!” And I say to them: "And in general, in decent firms, the return of the goods within 3 days without explaining the reasons..." And they are so cultural to me: "And we are not especially disappointed!"
and so on. I remembered Bernard Shaw, said goodbye to them and went to a different computer to solve my problems. The Firm.
5 years have passed. At that time, I became the head of an IT credit institution. Of course, the purchase of equipment lay on my narrow shoulders. From time to time, representatives of various companies came to me with offers of cooperation. And then one day another manager comes to us and tells us about the brilliant prospects of cooperation between our credit institution and the computer firm A. Then I look with my thoughtful eyes into his, full of hope, and quietly and sadly tell him the above story.
And when he left the room, I clearly felt that there was still supreme justice on earth. It only takes a very long time to wait for its manifestation, life may not be enough.