What do you think?
Rate this book
The Old Computer
The old computer was not working as it should, a free game had been downloaded. This is when things started to go wrong. My friend Lesley said. "This computer has been attacked by a worm." This Old Computer became involved with my life, together we accomplished a lot.
68 pages, Paperback
First published June 5, 2020
1 person is currently reading
2 people want to read
About the author
John Findley
12 books207 followersWith one thing and another I lived with my grandparents through my school years. My Dad remarried and I lost touch with him until my sister wished to marry, needing his permission tracked him down. We met his new family and I found more brothers and sisters.
On leaving school I worked for a government bank, well over thirty years I was a banker a good one. I liked my job and I advanced through the ranks from clerk to manager. But the money/pay packet was never enough for me to live on; so many part-time jobs were undertaken in the early mornings or at night.
I met and married a sweet young lady; we acquired a family including three children. We enjoyed a few great caravan holidays, one was for six months and we travelled around Australia. That wife found that a better life awaited her and left our three children with me and started a new life with her new love. My children and I continued caravan holidays, and I learned to iron shirts, prepare meals, etc. and do most of the jobs the ex-wife had done.
A new lady then came into my life bringing three children of her own, I fell hopelessly in love we married and set about combining two households. A group of friends met in our home once a month, we wrote short stories and shared them with each other. This I enjoyed very much and would work enthusiastically and try to relive parts of my life and record it on paper.
The bank job finished, the writing was on the wall a lot of staff would not be needed. We had been running taxis of our own for a few years, another part-time job but more hours were put into the taxis than my bank job. Running our taxis and managing other people’s taxis gave us a good living for a few more years.
Then time to retire, taxi business sold and we managed a few holiday beach houses in the small country town we lived.
Now all work is in the past? Well maybe not I will continue writing. I still have something to do.
On leaving school I worked for a government bank, well over thirty years I was a banker a good one. I liked my job and I advanced through the ranks from clerk to manager. But the money/pay packet was never enough for me to live on; so many part-time jobs were undertaken in the early mornings or at night.
I met and married a sweet young lady; we acquired a family including three children. We enjoyed a few great caravan holidays, one was for six months and we travelled around Australia. That wife found that a better life awaited her and left our three children with me and started a new life with her new love. My children and I continued caravan holidays, and I learned to iron shirts, prepare meals, etc. and do most of the jobs the ex-wife had done.
A new lady then came into my life bringing three children of her own, I fell hopelessly in love we married and set about combining two households. A group of friends met in our home once a month, we wrote short stories and shared them with each other. This I enjoyed very much and would work enthusiastically and try to relive parts of my life and record it on paper.
The bank job finished, the writing was on the wall a lot of staff would not be needed. We had been running taxis of our own for a few years, another part-time job but more hours were put into the taxis than my bank job. Running our taxis and managing other people’s taxis gave us a good living for a few more years.
Then time to retire, taxi business sold and we managed a few holiday beach houses in the small country town we lived.
Now all work is in the past? Well maybe not I will continue writing. I still have something to do.
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 of 1 review
July 4, 2020
John writes about Robots but calls them “Helpers”, these Helpers are brought to life by an Old Computer that suffered a virus. After that, it worked differently and would ask John to build trays of parts that he was instructed how to build, and attach to Old Computer.
The story follows John’s life as he is instructed by Old Computer, we follow as a relationship of sorts develops between John and this machine.
I am not a science fiction fan usually, but I did enjoy reading about John reacting with an intelligent machine, I wonder if this is something we will get used to in the future.
I received this copy from John Findley in exchange for my honest review.
The story follows John’s life as he is instructed by Old Computer, we follow as a relationship of sorts develops between John and this machine.
I am not a science fiction fan usually, but I did enjoy reading about John reacting with an intelligent machine, I wonder if this is something we will get used to in the future.
I received this copy from John Findley in exchange for my honest review.
Displaying 1 of 1 review