And here you thought I only liked Macintosh

Well, you were right.
I helped my ladyfriend install a fax machine/printer/scanner (one of HP's finest) last night, which included installing the driver software on her Gates machine.
It was a long process.
Which involved her cursing (which she rarely does), sniveling (even rarer), and throwing things around the office. (Folders full of papers, mostly.)
It was an unusual display of pique, but the situation well warranted it.
Yet again, I have to apologize to all you poor bastards who're forced to use Windows as an operating system: I was alone in a room with Bill Gates, circa 1985, and he left the room alive.
Sorry. If I'd only known...