I gave up on programming in jr high. We were supposed to write a program that made a little guy made of x's walk across the screen. Mine would walk half way across and blow up! I compared my program with the ones that worked, and some friends checked it too. Mine was exactly the same as theirs, but mine consistently blasted that poor little guy to smithereens... no one ever did figure out what that computer had against my guy, and I refused to work on a computer again til Macs came out. Macs seemed much more professional in their interpersonal relationships.
