There is a startling relief (now, if that’s not an oxymoron…) in seeing a folder named, “Recovered Files” in the computers trash bin directly after you’ve deleted a slew of files. I am not a computer genius; but I am cautiously hesitant to send applications to the trash, knowing full well, there may be hidden and shared files, like little Pokémon running in the background eating bits. I recently installed a newer version of an application for Mac, prior to uninstalling an older version. Once testing the newer version, satisfied of due diligence in determining it was safe to uninstall the old one, after having gone through the motions of verifying it was in fact, only the old files being removed, I reluctantly pushed the button, emptying the trash. Upon performing the customary reboot, I was startled to see a Recovered Files folder in the trash bin but also, relieved it was there, since it turned out to be holding a related piece of the license needed to use the newly installed version of the application. Though this process was on a Mac, it wasn’t surprising it was associated with a Microsoft application; typical fallout from what seems to be a generally convoluted and often unreliable programmed system; having found, these two giants are wired differently and, as it is with these relationships, there seems to be strings attached. It may sound funny, this reminds me of Passover. Continue reading
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