On the twenty-first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me help. I am not fully computer savvy, and I'm not a direction reader either, so when it comes to fun programs that I do my designing on, half the time I am wondering around and clicking buttons until something happens. If it doesn't happen I just move on. Well, I am working on a very serious project for a client so everything has to be flawless. I needed to select something that was layered at the very bottom, which lead me to believe I was going to have to start the design all over again. James had seen I was confused and furious (I'm very noticeable when I'm angry and if I'm on my computer I punch the keys harder than usual), so he offered his assistance. I was trying to explain that selecting the object was not doable, not to mention he's never played with the program or read any of the directions either, but to my surprise and a few clicks later he selected the object.... -_-
Moments later I was having difficulties changing the color of an object, which normally I can do, but of course for kicks it didn't want to change colors. Quickly feeling the burn and anger fill inside me, he heard my vicious typing and in a sweet baby tone of voice he said "Want some more help" with a perky cheeked smile. He pried the computer from my fingers and again, two or three clicks and he handed my computer back over to me with the color theme bar up so I could select a color for the object.
I don't know how he does it, but he can pick up anything and within a matter of moments he's some kind of pro! I don't think I have ever asked a question he could not answer.
It's sort of a competition between us! Who's right and who's wrong (I'm never right). Actually, just last night I made a comment about the Grinch and his dog. James said "The Grinch doesn't have a dog" and I knew this was my opportunity to be right, excitedly we both pulled out our phones and started looking it up. Of course, I was right and I began to celebrate as much as I could. Joking, he gave a frownie face and said I was mean. I simply replied "You know what! This is the FIRST time I was right with no doubts. You're always right, now let me have my turn!". We rolled around laughing as I did my funny dances.
He is my all knowing boyfriend and I look up to him!
Moments later I was having difficulties changing the color of an object, which normally I can do, but of course for kicks it didn't want to change colors. Quickly feeling the burn and anger fill inside me, he heard my vicious typing and in a sweet baby tone of voice he said "Want some more help" with a perky cheeked smile. He pried the computer from my fingers and again, two or three clicks and he handed my computer back over to me with the color theme bar up so I could select a color for the object.
I don't know how he does it, but he can pick up anything and within a matter of moments he's some kind of pro! I don't think I have ever asked a question he could not answer.
It's sort of a competition between us! Who's right and who's wrong (I'm never right). Actually, just last night I made a comment about the Grinch and his dog. James said "The Grinch doesn't have a dog" and I knew this was my opportunity to be right, excitedly we both pulled out our phones and started looking it up. Of course, I was right and I began to celebrate as much as I could. Joking, he gave a frownie face and said I was mean. I simply replied "You know what! This is the FIRST time I was right with no doubts. You're always right, now let me have my turn!". We rolled around laughing as I did my funny dances.
He is my all knowing boyfriend and I look up to him!