*murders multiple BT employees*
Words.
Do. Not.
DESCRIBE!!!!!
More Internet ranting below.
ARGHARGHARGHARGHAREFWTGWR! So, turns out bloody British Telecom have been telling us filthy lies. They sent their team of engineers out to fix the fault in the overhead line on Friday. They replaced the line, then buggered off, and it has since been discovered that, in fact, the line did not need to be replaced, and that the fault lies elsewhere. So, BT screwed up diagnosing where the fault was, and now we're back to square bloody one.
Brilliant.
Oh, something darkly amusing. BT tried to tell us there might be a fault in the line because someone had shot at it with a gun while fishing down at the lake. For starters, we haven't heard gunshot since being up here. Secondly, why the hell would you be fishing with a gun? Thirdly, if you were fishing in a lake with a gun, you'd have to be a pretty bad shot to hit an overhead phone wire by mistake. Perhaps it was a flying fish?
Complete B.S, basically.
I cope cope if someone had told me the day it went down: "sorry, dude, but the line is gonna be down for four weeks." What I can't take is this constant lying. BT make us hope, tell us soemthing's gonna happen, then don't follow through on their promises. What the hell are they screwing about with?
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
I am absolutely at my wit's end with this. The worst thing is, I'm so isolated up in hicksville. I can't go anywhere by myself. The Internet, at least, was some way of contact with the outside world. With it gone, it's been pretty damn miserable.