Back in the very early 80s, I was hired by Osborne/McGraw-Hill, a computer book company in the Bay Area, as a proofreader. I rose through the ranks, until two years later I was a project editor, responsible for as many as 40 books a year on things like C-64s, WordPerfect, Ataris, etc. It was old-style editing. One day they asked me casually to check a program line, only to discover I didn't even know how to turn a computer on. Lunchtimes for the next several months were lessons in humility as they all watched me work at it. Nonetheless, for years I could spout lines of folderol, logic, and magic that could solve my husband's computer problems, without even knowing what I was talking about.