So, I walk into Best Buy tonight to buy some RAM for my wife's sad PC that has just 256mb.
(Please, ignore the fact that I considered Best Buy for RAM. I want it tonight goddamit!)
Immediately I feel old. The guys working there are 16. I wander around the computer section, but no RAM. One of the kids comes up to me and tells me to go to the Geek Squad desk.
At the desk I ask for RAM, DDR 333mhz please. He offers me 256mb, but (and this is where I finally confirm to the tweenies in the store what a bumbling old fart I am) I decline and instead ask him if he has "a meg".
Do you mean a "gig" Sir?
Perhaps I should have told him a story about putting 1meg cards into an HP9836 and having to get the dip switches just right if you wanted to get it to boot...
Nah, that probably wouldn't help.