Mrs. Horath was not familiar with computers.
Except that she used one every day.
Today she hung it from a rope and it swayed in the wind outside her 3rd floor window.
It had a nice view.
She called me.
My computer is misbehaving, she said.
I’ll come right over.
I asked her to show me the problem.
She showed me the rope.
What would John Puterhead do?