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== Background and problem == | == Background and problem == | ||
I'm your ordinary sort of office worker, one who types and clicks far too often in the course of a day as if this digital thwacking were my only form of exercise. Various body parts connected to these devices are getting old and very much appreciate the mid-range ergonomic keyboard and mouse generously granted by my employer. Office workers of the world, you are advised to ask for at least this much | I'm your ordinary sort of office worker, one who types and clicks far too often in the course of a day as if this digital thwacking were my only form of exercise. Various body parts connected to these devices are getting old and very much appreciate the mid-range ergonomic keyboard and mouse generously granted by my employer. Office workers of the world, you are advised to ask for at least this much. | ||
Maybe I'm emotionally attached to these toys because it makes me feel fancy that someone once spent a hundred euro on my well-being. Or maybe it's all a performance of longevity as this job becomes a career—like a delivery driver who hangs a pair of fuzzy dice over the rear-view mirror to announce that they were once cool, or an academic whose bookshelf holds all the back issues of a professional journal. | |||
The mouse trouble began when I no longer needed this performance because I had moved into my "home office"—the mouse lives on a homemade standing desk not much bigger than a cutting board, screwed to the wall at navel height where I can accidentally bump into it as I stumble out of bed. This is also the ideal height for the extremely destructive impact of any plastic-encased electronics unlucky enough to fall to the floor. My mouse has suffered a thousand of these shocks and its once-noble exterior is held together by a combination of gravity and a handful of the fasteners it was born with. But it still clicks! | |||
Maybe I could | At least, it clicks most of the time. Once I noticed an issue, I began denial stage of grief and just clicked a bit harder every time, until the charade wore thin. Where this kind of inconsistency really starts to burn is when double-clicking—an ableist caprice under normal circumstances but a fool's errand for a fool whose buttons are iffy. There was a hot minute for which I imagined I had worked around it by software-mapping the right and left buttons to one another, holding the mouse in a funny way so that both pointing fingers reach across to what used to be the right-hand button. Games like this are causing my habits to cross-wire, howecer, and of course I found that the right button becomes increasingly important in proportion to how much it can't be used. | ||
Maybe I could have found another mouse but the manufacturer cleverly ships it as a bundle with the keyboard. These two and the USB dongle are a happy little nuclear family, and nothing but the vilest of e-waste if separated. | |||
I'd really like to make the mouse work again for the sake of the planet if nothing else. | |||
== Pop the hood<ref>I don't own a car nor do I condone their use but did I grow up in California, USA so everything comes with a car metaphor.</ref> == | == Pop the hood<ref>I don't own a car nor do I condone their use but did I grow up in California, USA so everything comes with a car metaphor.</ref> == | ||