The home office has no IT team. At some point, that's an issue for everyone with a home office.
I use the waffly, kerfuffly gobbledegook cliche issue instead of problem, because it needn't be a problem. It's just part of the price we pay for the luxury of working at home.
If I wanted an IT team at my beck and call, I would work in a government department. Then I could say, "Hey Reuben, tell me what I'm doing wrong!" Problem solved.
Recently a friend squealed because her new MacBook didn't have Adobe Flash Player, which she needed for our online courses. No amount of tech support helped. Eventually I rang a Mac-friend in the same rural area; she sat down at the naughty MacBook Pro and did the download in 2 minutes.
Weeks later, my friend was still cursing the universe in general and Adobe in particular. Most of all she kicked herself for not knowing something that now seems blindingly obvious.
I'm having a similar IT moment right this minute. I blush to admit this, but some glitch prevents me from using my brand new iPad. I mean, how can that be—even a bumblebee can use an iPad! Miraz will come and sort out the glitch shortly. It will take her two minutes max.
But here's the difference. I am relaxed. Cheerful, even. Not cross with myself or Apple or the universe. A model ignoramus, in short. Because somewhere, somehow, I learned how to cope. Sh*t happens, get over it, moving on, and all that.
Nowhere on this list of procedures are these instructions:
We're trying to convince our friend that nobody (not even Geeks on Wheels) knows everything. So if her story rings a bell, give yourself a break! Successful communication depends on the communicator, not the receiver. If you can't figure something out, it is not your fault.