Return of the Revenge of the Curse of the Bride of Self-Checkout Strikes Back II
Man-machine machine machine maaaa-chiiiiiiiin-errr
Sorry my column is a little later than usual. By the time I was released with a caution by the municipal police, beer o’clock had long passed. So had most of Friday.
The day began peacefully enough: bright, sunny and not a hint of dark clouds – or handcuffs – in sight. I had, however, foolishly agreed to “fix” a colleague’s PC …
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