Mouse-ward Or here a mouse There a mouse.
Monday, April 17th, 2006I received a phone call several years ago before everybody on your street had a computer.
The older librarian at a university I was attending called me for help with the new computer they had installed to connect with other libraries. She couldn’t get it to do anything she had been trained to do with it.
Well, I didn’t have a clue about the software she was using, but I’m usually a good problem solver. So, I started asking her basic questions to figure out what she may be doing wrong.
“What are you unable to do?”
“I can’t move the mouse over anything I want.”
“The mouse won’t move?”
“No, the mouse moves. I just can’t get it to move over anything.”
“What does the mouse do when you try to move it over something?”
“It just goes anywhere it wants.”
“So, when you try to move the mouse over an object it moves where ever it wants?”
“Yes, anytime I move the mouse it goes all over the place. I can’t move it where I want.”
This went on for several minutes before I finally started to realize what was happening.
I asked her, “What happens when you push the mouse to the right?”
“It goes down to the left,” she said.
“Where is the cable that hooks to the mouse pointing?”– I asked her.
“Well, it’s kind of pointing toward me,” she told me.
“Ok.” I responded. “Turn the mouse so the cable is pointing toward the computer and the buttons are by your fingers.”
“Oh,” she exclaimed. “It works now! Oh, my goodness. I feel so silly. Thank you so much.”
You can imagine I had a good laugh when I got off the phone. I could hardly fathom someone trying to use the mouse backward.
Well, the other day, one of the guys at work grabbed his mouse backward. You guessed it. For a split second, he tried to use it. For sure, he switched it around quickly enough. But not before issuing a “what in the world is going on?” in the same split second before he switched around his mouse.
In the next few moments our “you can’t use a mouse like that” acknowledgment turned into an attempt to use the mouse like that. After a chuckle at complete failure, we went on about our business. As we went back to work, I told him about the older librarian I just told you about. And, then, the incident was over.
A little later that day, I remembered that my father had always played his harmonica backward. Why? Because it’s how he picked it up the first time. He even lost a bet when he was in the army saying the high notes were on the left side of a piano, because of how he had picked up the harmonica the first time. He played it backward until his death.
In the same second I remembered my father’s backward harmonica, I thought about the older librarian picking her mouse up backward. I wondered what would have happened if she didn’t have help. Would she have learned to use the mouse backward?
Are there people out there using their mouse sideways? Does someone use their mouse backward?
I can’t imagine it, but I’ll bet you it’s true. Someone out there right now has the cable on their mouse pointed at them.
“How else would you use the mouse?” they would ask you.
Here a mouse, there a mouse. Everywhere a mouse, mouse.
Regards.







