There's a local "horse expert" in my town who has no computer skills, nor does his wife. So if he wants a photo of one of his show horses scanned, emailed, or printed, he comes here. I really don't mind, except he's so demanding. "Please" would be a nice word for him to use, but it isn't in his vocabulary.
He shouts orders that start with, "I want it this way", and then he acts angry if the photo doesn't turn out to suit him, and that rubs me the wrong way. So far, though, I've accommodated him (much to my daughter's chagrin).
Last weekend he had me scan a couple of pictures. He wasn't pleased with the results, but I more or less told him, "What you see is what you get."
Somehow those got lost in the mail, and were never received by the intended recipient.
Guess who showed up at my door tonight with the same pictures to scan again.
I ran out of color ink, thanks to him. And replaced the cartridge. And we finally got his pictures scanned and printed again.
While he was here, though, he fell in love with Sadie. "I like her lots better than the one that got killed," he said.
Don't even ASK me what I thought about that; how would you like it if you'd had a child die, then had a new baby, and somebody said, "Oh, I like this one MUCH better".
I have to say that Sadie was on her best behavior. She sat when I said "sit", and she laid down when I said "Down". She stood nicely while I demonstrated to this man how her halti works.
He approves of her.
Pardon me while I roll my eyes. And ask me if I need HIS approval.
A little money for some new color ink cartidges would be nice, though.