Flashes of Panic

Found at Flutterby:

Mom: "Should I get one of those Pentiums I see advertised on TV all the time?"
Me: "Do you want me to help you with it if you have a problem?"
Mom: "Well, yes."
Me: "Then get a Mac."
Mom: "Oh. Okay."
Total number of technical support calls fielded by me regarding my mom's computer over the past five years: two or three.

I should point out that my mother was bright enough to get a Mac without my help.