What did I do wrong?

I'm new at all of this....and apparently too technologically-challenged to participate...

I just spent an inordinate amount of time composing a well-thought-out, lengthy, reply to a post....then tried to remove an extraneous letter "E" from a word...thus causing my entire reply to dematerialize.....

Any thoughts on what "reply-box-sin" I may have committed?

(I suspect that I placed my cursor in front of the offending "E" and backspaced...)
(couldn't swear to it, but believe I might have been on the "preview your post" page....the blue looked familiar when I went to post this question...)

All advice will be greatly appreciated...

 

That's EXACTLY what happened. You hit backspace while "Preview"ing your reply. That takes you to the page before you typed your reply. Sorry about that.

 

Thanks, Matt....

I just perused the "user support" forum - where this question probably should have been directed - and didn't notice any incidents EXACTLY the same, out of 509 posts...

...suspected it was "operator error"...

I really appreciate your assistance - and assure you that this is a "lesson learned"!

(maybe our little exchange here will save someone else from committing the same
RANDOM ACT OF STUPIDITY...)

 

That's because it's a function of WINDOWS to go back a whole webpage, when you hit the backspace key. It isn't specific to these forums. That's "Internet Explorer" doing that.

 

If you hit backspace and go back, you can always hit forward and everything will be there.. If you accidentally delete everything, ctrl+z (undo) works wonders.

 

...wish I'd had the wisdom to try that at the time....

THANKS for the great tips - both of you!!

 

Yo, Chaos. I can't speak for YOU, but, I charge a BOWL per lesson when I teach Windows.

 

ass/grass/cash, nobody learns winddoze for free eh?


and on a side note, I ask "where did i go wrong?" many a night, and the universe answers back "this is gonna take more than one night"

 

Thank you, Trotsky, for pointing out that everything should not require the attachment of a monetary marker....


(money is a great tool - but that's all it is - a tool to be used when you need that tool to accomplish a certain task....
...it's the marker used in the game - not the game....)


an aside RE: "on the side" - when asked "what's wrong", I generally issue the stock answer: "...how long have you got?"
(...'cause usually anything that is bothering me SHOULD be bothering most of the population of the world, were they paying attention...

ALSO - THANKS again to chaos, for bein' helpful & bein' generous with knowledge!

 

An old thinkin' buddy of mine sent me this the other day...
thought you guys might appreciate it....



It started out innocently enough.



I began to think at parties now and then -- to loosen up.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.
I began to think alone -- "to relax," I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.
That was when things began to sour at home.
One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life.
She spent that night at her mother's.
I began to think on the job.
I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself.
I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka.
I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"
One day the boss called me in.He said,
"Listen, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem.
If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."



This gave me a lot to think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss.
"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."
"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!"
"But Honey, surely it's not that serious."
"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.
"You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money,
so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"

"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently.
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.
"I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.
I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche.
I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors...
They didn't open. The library was closed.
To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.
Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye.
"Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.
You probably recognize that line.
It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.
Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.
I never miss a TA meeting.
At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's."
Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.
I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home.
Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.
I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.
Today, I registered to vote as a Republican

 

"...
Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.
I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.
Today, I registered to vote as a Republican
..."

HA! brilliant.