> I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Richard, the 11
> year old next door whose bedroom looks like Mission Control, and asked
> him to come over.
> Richard clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
>
> As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong?
> He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.'
>
> I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, 'An, ID ten
> T error? What's that? In case I need to fix it again.'
> Richard grinned. 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?''
> No,' I replied.
> 'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it out.'
> So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T
> I used to like the little shit.
