So Much Frustration... So little time
And I say that because I'm literally pressed for time. Res Tech is supposed to be meeting me at my apartment at 2, and it's almost 1:30 now.
And while that would seem like a good thing in light of my recent month long internet loss in the apartment that I'm paying several grand for, it's not. Because I know they're going to come and try and tell me that the problem is with my laptop, and not their network. Which it isn't.
Basically, here's the updated jist. After a FUCKING MONTH IT finally comes to look at my Ethernet port in my room. The dude walks in, (I'm still in my skivies as I haven't gotten dressed yet, which irked me but whatev, I'm used to that living at a college), pokes a screw driver in my port, looks at it for about two minutes, and then is like "The problem is down stairs, it's not in your room." And leaves without another word.
And I'm like "Okay, that means it'll be fixed, right?" And by that point, I have to go to class, so I just leave, trusting that it'll be fixed by the time I get home.
I get home later that night, and use the shitty WiFi to connect and check the status of my work order, and find it closed, and get excited, run to my room, plug in my laptop, turn off WiFi, and boom. Nothing.
Still doesn't work.
So I call in the morning, PISSED, and basically explain that my work order needs to be opened up again because my Ethernet port still doesn't work.
The lady (Who was a flaming cunt last time I talked to her) is all apologetic and looks at my work order and then tells me "They say that the problem is with your laptop." Which:
1. They should've fucking TOLD me that.
2. Considering NOTHING I plug into that port can connect to the internet, AND I can connect in the library using Ethernet, it's obviously NOT my Ethernet port.
So I explain that to the lady, who says she's going to have them come back and look at it. I sigh, a bit relieved that someone is finally taking me seriously.
And then, I get home from class, only to have a missed call and a voice mail from the supervisor at the Help Desk (not IT) who basically says "IT doesn't want to deal with it, so we're gonna give you the bullshit excuse that it's your laptop."
Which it isn't.
"And we're gonna set up an appointment with Res Tech so they can look at your (not broken) laptop."
And this is where we are now. With me about to waste a half hour or so of my life with Res Tech. Yay.
On another frustrating note, I've noticed a mass amount of drama popping up, again. Which... JFC guys, I'm one of the youngest of my friends, and I'm 20. Seriously?
People are starting to irk the piss out of me because they don't want to work, and want to take credit for my work. Which is just NOT gonna happen.
And on a final frustrating note the rest of my financial aid hasn't been posted, so I can't withdraw from the class I haven't bothered to attend because I don't need it to graduate. I only have a few more weeks to do so.
Oh. And I'm broke. 34 cents to my name right now. Literally.
Fuck.
And while that would seem like a good thing in light of my recent month long internet loss in the apartment that I'm paying several grand for, it's not. Because I know they're going to come and try and tell me that the problem is with my laptop, and not their network. Which it isn't.
Basically, here's the updated jist. After a FUCKING MONTH IT finally comes to look at my Ethernet port in my room. The dude walks in, (I'm still in my skivies as I haven't gotten dressed yet, which irked me but whatev, I'm used to that living at a college), pokes a screw driver in my port, looks at it for about two minutes, and then is like "The problem is down stairs, it's not in your room." And leaves without another word.
And I'm like "Okay, that means it'll be fixed, right?" And by that point, I have to go to class, so I just leave, trusting that it'll be fixed by the time I get home.
I get home later that night, and use the shitty WiFi to connect and check the status of my work order, and find it closed, and get excited, run to my room, plug in my laptop, turn off WiFi, and boom. Nothing.
Still doesn't work.
So I call in the morning, PISSED, and basically explain that my work order needs to be opened up again because my Ethernet port still doesn't work.
The lady (Who was a flaming cunt last time I talked to her) is all apologetic and looks at my work order and then tells me "They say that the problem is with your laptop." Which:
1. They should've fucking TOLD me that.
2. Considering NOTHING I plug into that port can connect to the internet, AND I can connect in the library using Ethernet, it's obviously NOT my Ethernet port.
So I explain that to the lady, who says she's going to have them come back and look at it. I sigh, a bit relieved that someone is finally taking me seriously.
And then, I get home from class, only to have a missed call and a voice mail from the supervisor at the Help Desk (not IT) who basically says "IT doesn't want to deal with it, so we're gonna give you the bullshit excuse that it's your laptop."
Which it isn't.
"And we're gonna set up an appointment with Res Tech so they can look at your (not broken) laptop."
And this is where we are now. With me about to waste a half hour or so of my life with Res Tech. Yay.
On another frustrating note, I've noticed a mass amount of drama popping up, again. Which... JFC guys, I'm one of the youngest of my friends, and I'm 20. Seriously?
People are starting to irk the piss out of me because they don't want to work, and want to take credit for my work. Which is just NOT gonna happen.
And on a final frustrating note the rest of my financial aid hasn't been posted, so I can't withdraw from the class I haven't bothered to attend because I don't need it to graduate. I only have a few more weeks to do so.
Oh. And I'm broke. 34 cents to my name right now. Literally.
Fuck.