Right now, instead of writing about the wonderful night out with
2teensmom and a few comedians (yes, real comedians), I'm going to talk about right now.
Kind of.
My cable box has been non-functional since about 30 January. The cable itself works. I know this because I can watch things just fine if they don't run through the box.
Today is the first day that Comcast and I could both show up at my apartment at the same time.
When I made the appointment, I opted for the early block--8 a.m. to 11 a.m.
I went to bed at about 5:30 a.m.
Yeah, I know, a gamble if there ever was one.
I was awakened by a call at 8:59 a.m. from the Comcast tech who was going to be coming out. "Are you still experiencing a fuzzy picture on your cable?" "No, I'm experiencing no picture. I'm pretty sure the box is bad." "Oh. Well, you're my second appointment so I should be there within the hour."
And so, I dragged my sleep-deprived ass out of bed.
It's now quarter after eleven.
Guess who hasn't shown up yet.
Or called.
Yeah.