Our new computer arrived today. The parts were made in China, it was assembled in Poland, the sales office is in Ireland, it’s staffed by personnel from India. The computer warranty and instructions are in eight different languages, and it was delivered here by an international delivery service whose head office is in America.
All the parts seem to have arrived in tact and so far it’s working. So we’re hope we might not need to discover where the help line is located.
Seriously, isn’t it amazing? If we are going to live like this, we really are going to have to learn how to get along better.