But Photoshop

I was going to put together what I thought might be a vaguely humorous little rant about the various merits and drawbacks vis a vis Venn diagrams versus Pie charts, but Photoshop defied and thwarted me.
It informed me with the kind of adolescent cheek, that I consider should be dealt with a darned good thrashing, that it was unable to "parse" the file.
The impudence!
The arrogance!
The insubordination!
Well, as the the good father I am, I was forced to uninstall Photoshop from my computer and cast it into the wilderness, to contemplate the woe and shamefullness it had bestoed upon its merciful, benefactical  father.
And, lo, it came to pass, that after a night out in the rain, there was Photoshop, soaked by the Holy rain of our Father, standing at my door, begging to be let in and to "parse" the file after all.
Like the loving parent that I am, I clicked OK.
And, lo, it came to pass that the file was parsed, and even though I don't know what parsing a file actually means, everything seems all right now.
Little Photoshop is tucked up in his hard drive, sleeping happily after I sung him Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep, and I'm off to my soft bed.

Nighty night.