I’m using PC as in the generic “personal computer.”

That milestone is that PCs are now smart enough to mess with you. They know you’re working late, maybe all alone, you’re tired and that extra beer didn’t really help — and then your PC grabs the opportunity.

A minor, insignificant, unobscured thing just to mess with your brain, but be gone just before you get the opportunity to show it to someone.

Like this one which got me the other night …

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