Sliders On Y2K Earth

The date: Sometime after December 31, 1999, hell if I know. All computerized equipment and vehicles fitted with an internal clock have failed, literally causing all of society to go kaput technologically speaking. Businesses and power stations which depended on the use of computers ground to a halt, supermarkets and all other food merchandising sites had been looted, postal carriers had decided their jobs were pointless (and sucked anyway) so social security checks issued for January 1st now were someone else's fireplace fuel, really badly bored kids threw tantrums because their Christmas Nintendo 64's quit working after one week, and there was no TV.
Anyhow, it was onto a littered, vacant downtown area of storefronts with busted windows and abandoned businesses in San Francisco where the vortex opened, spilling Quinn and company out on the sidewalk. The sliders picked themselves up and dusted off, Quinn coming suspiciously close to stroking Maggie's breasts, who oddly appeared not to mind at all. Rembrandt and Colin walked over to the curb to survey their surroundings. Quinn noticed that they had indeed been incredibly fortunate in landing next to a bank tower with an ATM placed on the street.
Knowing nothing of the events which had transpired on this world, he attempted to feed his ATM card into the machine and of course it wouldn't go. Needing cash to survive on this earth and furious because dimwit Colin gave all of theirs to a blind and deaf window washer wearing a funny sign on the last world, Quinn cracked finally and kicked the machine, dropping the timer and breaking both that and his right size 10.
At the same moment Maggie had been staring through the shattered window of a nearby T.C.B.Y. Treats and was shot in the head by a nutso business owner because she was mistaken for a looter who apparently preferred slutty clothes.
Quinn's loud yell startled a completely luckless 325-pound former accountant on the fourteenth story ledge of the bank tower who was at that instant deciding maybe not to jump after all. He plummeted to earth and completely squashed both Quinn and Remmy, who had dashed over to assist his pal. Unable to slide without the timer, Colin eventually wandered off and wound up joining a weird strict religious cult which survived by farming and using horse-drawn wagons for transportation. He married a girl named Suzanna whose mother decided she disliked him heartily upon first sight, and they had 17 kids, 5 of whom were ADD and there was no such thing as Ritalin.The mother-in-law moved in with them and promptly began complaining about the lack of living space in the house. She also bestowed upon him the affectionate pet names of 'bum' and 'loser' and they all lived happily ever after.