Whenever anyone tells you they’ve got a story of a friend to tell you about, then invariably, the instant suspicion is that they’re talking about themselves. Invariably, this has been taught to us by the nudge- nudge discussion of matters more intimate and personal than you’d expect to find in this particular organ. But perhaps it’s human nature, too.
I therefore have to accept what I’m walking into here. I am telling the story of a friend, but I’m telling it in the full knowledge that half of you won’t believe me. And that’s if I’m doing well. Bah.
My friend, then, and you’ll excuse me for disguising a few details. I’d been badgering him to try Linux for a while, partly through it being the right thing for him to do, and also to stop him moaning incessantly about Windows. He complained about price, stability, speed… well, you can fill in the picture. I think when he saw the upcoming Metro interface, it finally tipped him over the edge.
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