...Unless you look at the fact that I *need* my internet. Need it. I have no life, therefore, I have the internet. So it went out Monday at about 10:30 or so in the morning. Richard went down to CableMonster (we have Vonage, so no phone, and my cell battery is dead/dying) on Wednesday to order a repair truck out since the modem we picked up Tuesday morning didn't work/fix the issue.
He TOLD the dipshit behind the counter (and there is no other word for that person) that we have Vonage, so no phone, can't call, NEED them to come by SOONEST....Soonest is Saturday morning between 9 and 11.
11:15, Richard gets on the bike and goes to CableMonster to find out waht happened.
"Oh, well, the technician called your house at 9 and there wasn't an answer. He'll get to you if he can."
Richard went ballistic. Internet was back on by 2:00.
I love that man. Really.
And it was the modem after all. They handed him a broken modem when he went by Tuesday.
SO....
ferrousoxide has assigned me a letter. That will be later tonight.
Peace