my own personal geek squad
Patrick arrived home Monday night with a car full of computer parts. I was rushing out to my last week of parenting class so didn't get a chance to ask him what was going on.
I arrived home to a kitchen covered in parts and a work station set up on the table. It was nearly 10:00 and I could tell he wouldn't be stopping soon. He told me his computer had accidentally gotten shocked at work and he had to fix it.
S: Why can't you get someone else to fix it? I'm sure work would pay for it.
P: Someone else? Like who?
S: I don't know. The Geek Squad or something?
P: Bunny, we are the geek squad.