Well, well, well, look at this thing, this “administrative timeout”. Sounds like some fancy city folk business, huh? I heard that word, “timeout,” when my grandson, little Timmy, was acting up. His mama put him in a corner. Is this like that? This whole computer thing, it’s a real head-scratcher sometimes.
So, this here administrative timeout, it’s like when the computer, that there box with the shiny screen, it just gives up, yeah? It’s like when I’m trying to get that old mule, Bessie, to move, and she just plants her feet and won’t budge. She’s timed out, I reckon. This computer, it’s probably doing the same thing, just sitting there, staring blankly, not doing what it’s supposed to.
They say it’s an error. ERR_CONNECTION_TIMED_OUT, they call it. A whole mouthful of letters and words. Back in my day, we didn’t have these fancy errors. If something broke, you just kinda knew it was broke. You didn’t need no fancy letters to tell you.
I heard someone say something about a “network.” Now, what in tarnation is a network? Is it like a fishnet? Are we catching fish with these computers now? I swear, these young folks come up with the strangest things. Maybe this network is all tangled up, like that time I got my yarn all in a knot. Took me near a whole day to untangle that mess.
Then there’s this “browser” thing. Sounds like something you’d use to browse through a catalog, looking for a new pair of shoes or maybe some seeds for the garden. But what’s it got to do with this timeout error? It’s all a big mystery to me. I guess you gotta browse through the computer to find out what’s wrong? Like looking for a needle in a haystack, I bet.
And then, software. Soft… like a pillow? Or maybe like that soft bread my daughter-in-law makes. But how can something be soft in a computer? It’s all hard plastic and metal. Maybe this software is what makes the computer act up? Like when Bessie gets a burr under her saddle, she sure acts up then.
Some folks say you gotta check your internet connection. Now, the internet, that’s like an invisible road that goes everywhere, right? Like the road to town, but you can’t see it. How you supposed to check a road you can’t see? Maybe the road’s washed out, like after a big rain. Then you can’t get through, that’s for sure.
- Check that internet, they say.
- See if it’s plugged in, like a lamp.
- Maybe unplug it and plug it back in.
They also talk about a “proxy server.” Proxy… sounds like a medicine, doesn’t it? And server… like someone serving you dinner? Is this computer getting served dinner? I don’t know. But they say you gotta disable it. Whatever that means. Like turning off the stove, maybe? I’m just guessing here. This proxy server timeout is a tough nut to crack.
This whole ERR_CONNECTION_TIMED_OUT in Windows 10, or whatever they call it, it’s like trying to understand a foreign language. I never did learn no other language, except for a few words of Spanish from that nice family that moved in down the road. But this computer language, it’s a whole different story.
My grandson, Timmy, he understands these things. He can fix these computers, just like that. He’s always tapping away on that keyboard, making things happen. Maybe I should ask him about this ERR_TIMED_OUT. But he’s busy with his schoolwork. Don’t want to bother him too much.
They say this timeout thing happens a lot. Like when you leave the water running in the sink for too long, it overflows. Maybe the computer just gets overwhelmed, like me when I got too many chores to do. Just too much information, too much going on. Then you get this administrative timeout. And everything just stops.
It’s a real pain, this connection timed out. Like when you’re waiting for a letter in the mail, and it never comes. You just keep waiting and waiting, and nothing happens. You’re just stuck. That’s what this computer is, I think. Just stuck. I wish I knew how to fix it. I truly do. It’s a hard life sometimes, not knowing these things.
I’ve tried turning it off and on again, just like the neighbor’s boy. Not working. Maybe I will wait for Timmy to come. He always know these things. I will ask him for this administrative timeout thing.
