Instructions Not Included

There are many, many, MANY, many many many, MANY things I hate about the world. I would go in depth, but frankly, I
a) am currently installing a software
b) can NOT multitask (not on a weekend, anyway. I save the hard word for the week days.)
c) I am too tired, and honestly, too lazy.
d) I doubt you will have the patience to read the full list
e) I doubt Blogger has enough data space for me to post a post that long.

One of the many, many, etc... things I dislike about the world is that anything (which includes ANYTHING) you buy nowadays, comes with instructions. It bothers me that the simplest things come with instructions, because besides being uneeded, unusful, and unread, these uneeded instructions are what I blame for the now nonexistent part of the Amazon rainforest, some of which has been cut down for paper, which has been used for things as useless as instructions on how to work a set of kitchen measuring cups.

Lets be honest. Even when we know instructions are necessary, we never actually read them. It usually goes something like this.

"Ooh. Neat. A lamp."
"Ugh, why do these boxes come with such difficult packaging..."
"MOOOM!!! Do you have a bandaid?"
"No, I didnt cut myself trying to open this box. pshh, nooo, psh..."
"Ooh. Instructions."
"Step 1.... ugh. Im bored. I dont need this. I know how to build a lamp."
"Wait is this screw G or screw R?... Oh jesus were did valve A17 go?"
"Why isnt the tube fitting into the base? Ugh..."
"Oh screw this lamp. I like to be in the dark better anyways..."

And worst of all, when we do read the instructions, we finish reading them pretty much knowing LESS than what you started out with, because not only were the instructions overly simple or undesipherable, but you got so bored/confused that you forgot some of the things you already knew about the subject matter.

As I told you before, I am installing a software into the computer. I ordered it a couple of days ago, and I just got it in the mail. It was a small box with neat drawings on it. So there I am, all happy I am add yet one more software to the infinite collection I have, open the box, and...

Oh my dear Mary, mother of Jesus...

You would expect such a simple software to come with maybe one or two disks.
Ha. I wish.

I open the box and out come tubling FIVE different disks, and THREE different sets of instructions.

The software was blessed that I didn't give up on the spot.

I take a closer look at the three instructions. One of them reads "INSTALLING THE SOFTWARE." At that point I was practically hearing angel music in the background.

I open it.

Step 1: Install CD #1.

I look at the CD's. All of them say one thing, and one thing only: the name of the software.

@#*$&%

If you are going to give crappy instructions like that, you might as well not give any.

Eventually, I managed to install the damn thing. I say eventually because I would like to hold on to the bit of dignity I hold towards technology.