I think the scariest personal experience I had was at a local computer shop here in Oz...
I had dropped in to ask about a new system. There was a young git, ranting on to a middle-aged man about a certain system. Being too polite to interrupt, I waited and of course, listened.
Git: This system is great! You can play games, edit videos and music, surf the net, with no hassles at all with ths Pentium 4 processor in this baby.
Buyer: Sounds good... edit videos, really?
Git: Yep! It comes with a heap of memory... 128 megs...
I guffawed.
Git (continuing): SDRAM
I choke.
Git (continuing): and using windows XP...
At this time, I groaned. Both Git and Buyer look me, and just wave benignly, pretending I'm coughing. I then add...
Me: And I bet it comes with a great TNT 2 graphics card, huh?
Git: Why yes it does.
This is where I lose it completely, and I turn to leave the store. I overhear the customer say something about "Isn't he rude!" and the Git say quietly "Probably some hot-shot who thinks he knows everything".
Now that was a challenge if I ever heard one.
I got immense satisfaction from telling the Git that for a start, SDRAM with a Pentium-4 was like driving a Ferrari only in first gear, that Windows XP needs a bare minimum of 256 meg of ram, 512 preferential, and for video editing a meg would be the way to go, explained to him the RDRAM and DDR-SDRAM standards, then told him exactly how outdated his graphics "solution" was, the requirement of two Hard-drives for video editing and, no, 20 gig is *not* enough. Customer by now was looking worried, Git was looking pissed, and that was when Git let fly with the corker...
Git: So I suppose you're going to tell me he needs a super-fast *12x* CD ROM as well?
Stunned, I told the cutomer to please leave and take his money to somewhere where they weren't 2 years in the past, and I left... yikes!
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I plugged my ram into my motherboard, but unplugged it when I smelled cooked mutton.