I was having trouble with my computer. So I called John, the 11 year old next door whose bedroom looks like Mission Control, and asked him to come over.
John clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, ‘So, what was wrong?
He replied, ‘It was an ID ten T error.’
I didn’t want to appear to stupid, but nonetheless inquired, “An, ID ten T error? What’s that? In case I need to fix it again.”
John grinned. “Haven’t you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?”
No,”I replied.”
“Write it down,” he said, “and I think you’ll figure it out.”
So I it wrote down: I D 1 0 T !
I used to like that little shit!!!
