Hollie Grimaldi Flores: All I want for Christmas is….

Hollie Grimaldi Flores

Oh, technology! Is it my friend? I feel forsaken.

Recently I was out of town, working on the laptop I purchased a mere four months ago, when things turned sour. “Do you smell that?” a coworker asked. “It smells electrical,” I said and literally got down on my hands and knees to sniff around the power strip. We both got up and moved away from the table in search of the source of the odor when I realized my computer screen was black. I pushed the space bar thinking maybe it had timed out, only to realize the smell was emitting from the back of my PC. My computer was fried. My ability to work, dead in the water.