Just Don’t Talk To Me!

I am currently mid row with my Mother’s Samsung tablet and her aged peecee. They will barely talk to each other.  Tasked with getting the “favourite” photos off the ruddy tablet and onto a USB flash drive, I feel like this small chick on the edge of the dam.  It is a daunting task.

With only 1,674 photos to look through while looking for their identical “favourite” twin, I then drag and drop it onto the flash drive.  There is no favourite folder anywhere. Believe me I have looked.

So, just don’t talk to me. I will do it. I may be some time because I have to take the USB drive home with me.

On a good note, though, I almost saw a fox and am going to set out food tomorrow and see what I can film. I think the Gods owe me an all-singing, all-dancing performing wild fox for this.

 

And back to the computer I go.

2 thoughts on “Just Don’t Talk To Me!

  1. May

    Hello Frances,
    If you don’t mind plunking your photos on someone else’s computer, the easiest thing is to open a web browser and upload the photos into a Dropbox, Google, or Microsoft OneDrive folder. From there you can sort them out and load them onto a USB drive (or wait until you get home and download them directly to your PC).

    If you do mind (which I can understand), then you might need to find out where the actual individual photo files are hiding. They might be visible in some folder somewhere or actually hiding. If they are hiding, to see them, turn on “Show hidden files, folders, and drives.” In Windows it’s under the View tab in Advanced Settings (where exactly that is depends on what version of Windows). After you find and copy them, turn “Show hidden files, folders, and drives” off again or you mom will be massively confused the next time she uses it.

    Sigh. Computers, can’t live with them, can’t live without them.

    Good luck.

    Reply
  2. Sam

    Go slowly, write down step you take because you will NOT remember in 5 minutes when frustration kicks in. Then take your proscribed G&T immediately afterwards. Good luck. Remember Mum does indeed love you.

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *