In Space, No one can hear you stab small animals.
So, my replacement cover still hasn't come. I e-mailed Antec to ask "WTF?" Their reply?
"the order was palced and needs tp be proceesed and shipped"
Direct quote. A fucking week, and nothing has been done. And they had closed out the original ticket! I was going to go out singing all sorts of praises for Antec and their customer service assistance, but fuck that now. I won't fault them, as the problem likely wasn't their doing, but they strung me along so I didn't go after alternatives.
And so I've had all these computer parts here for almost two weeks. FUCK ME. FUCK UPS. FUCK ANTEC.
And that's not the end of the bad things today! I finally, FINALLY got to make an appointment with a dentist, and the earliest they could schedule me for is the fucking 27th. THREE FUCKING WEEKS. I'm trying to decide if my teeth problems are bad enough that I should call other places and try to get an appointment earlier, if only for a diagnosis.
Finally, the roads are really bad out there. It's snowed a couple of inches, and Chicago apparently doesn't give a fuck about it's citizens, as most of the streets were badly plowed if at all. Hell, a lot of the fucking parking lots were better plowed.
And I had to return Farcry. That game was very fun, albeit tiring. Not $50 fun, but $30 or $20 fun. Certainly "$8 to rent again" fun.
Sigh.
"the order was palced and needs tp be proceesed and shipped"
Direct quote. A fucking week, and nothing has been done. And they had closed out the original ticket! I was going to go out singing all sorts of praises for Antec and their customer service assistance, but fuck that now. I won't fault them, as the problem likely wasn't their doing, but they strung me along so I didn't go after alternatives.
And so I've had all these computer parts here for almost two weeks. FUCK ME. FUCK UPS. FUCK ANTEC.
And that's not the end of the bad things today! I finally, FINALLY got to make an appointment with a dentist, and the earliest they could schedule me for is the fucking 27th. THREE FUCKING WEEKS. I'm trying to decide if my teeth problems are bad enough that I should call other places and try to get an appointment earlier, if only for a diagnosis.
Finally, the roads are really bad out there. It's snowed a couple of inches, and Chicago apparently doesn't give a fuck about it's citizens, as most of the streets were badly plowed if at all. Hell, a lot of the fucking parking lots were better plowed.
And I had to return Farcry. That game was very fun, albeit tiring. Not $50 fun, but $30 or $20 fun. Certainly "$8 to rent again" fun.
Sigh.