YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME

I sat there for a full minute, staring at the computer screen.
I was in a state of shock.
"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME." I said out loud.
Frantic, I pressed the back button and then the forward button. I moved the cursor all over the place, hovering above the icons to see the words pop up above them, explaining it's purpose. None of them could help me. I pressed "CONTROL Z" because I remember someone telling me a long time ago it would bring up the previous screen but they were FULL OF SHIT because it did NOTHING but take me further away from the letter I had been typing for TWO DAYS. (Slight exxaggeration, probably an hour or so...)
"WHERE IS IT?!!" I shouted. "BRING IT BACK!"
It was useless. The fucking GNOME in my computer had screwed me again. I hate that little shit. I want to take his miniature little head and smash it against a brick wall. 
I sat there for another 20 minutes, just staring at the computer.

No, really. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME."