“It never has worked,” dad told me as I stood in his den after driving over.
“Let’s go work a little Andrew magic on it,” I replied.
Dad chuckled and said good luck.
I walked down in the basement and immediately looked for a power cord and plugged it up. Simplest things first applies to a lot of things in life and not just computers. The bright view screen came on and then you could adjust the pedal resistance.
“Did you get it fixed?” Dad asked as I walked back upstairs.
“It just wasn’t plugged up,” I told him.
“Well, I’ll be damned after all these years of it sitting in the basement!” Dad exclaimed. “Go get the white truck from Charlie and we will take it over to your house.”
The thing weighed an absolute ton and I think dad got into more than he bargained for. Maggie's not quite sure what to think of it as well. She just peers into the computer room at this apparent and perceived monstrosity.
