Net Loss
You know what will make an unbearable situation more 'un'?
When your internet goes out, and it turns out it's off for more than three days, because the repair guys don't show up for their specially ultra inconvenient 'all day appointment', and when they do show up, they show up late, by which I mean minutes before quitin' time, so they don't have time to fix anything today, and then they send the wrong repair guy--the tech help guy, rather than the actual lines have gone oh crap guy--and it's 'too late' to send the real guy, and then they do send the real guy, and he's supposed to be there first thing in the morning, and he shows up late afternoon, and he leaves you a phone message saying your net is fixed--but it's not--and you contact the Spousal Unit to call and tear someone new orifices, because if you call there will be deaths, and bloody ones too, and they eventually send out another twit who surmises that in fixing 'the lines' they fried the modem, and finally you get a new modem, but this guy can't figure out how to plug it in, or network a computer, or even how to work a keyboard.
Although, for once, they did not follow up spam me with a customer service survey.
Methinks, they don't want to hear how they did...
When your internet goes out, and it turns out it's off for more than three days, because the repair guys don't show up for their specially ultra inconvenient 'all day appointment', and when they do show up, they show up late, by which I mean minutes before quitin' time, so they don't have time to fix anything today, and then they send the wrong repair guy--the tech help guy, rather than the actual lines have gone oh crap guy--and it's 'too late' to send the real guy, and then they do send the real guy, and he's supposed to be there first thing in the morning, and he shows up late afternoon, and he leaves you a phone message saying your net is fixed--but it's not--and you contact the Spousal Unit to call and tear someone new orifices, because if you call there will be deaths, and bloody ones too, and they eventually send out another twit who surmises that in fixing 'the lines' they fried the modem, and finally you get a new modem, but this guy can't figure out how to plug it in, or network a computer, or even how to work a keyboard.
Although, for once, they did not follow up spam me with a customer service survey.
Methinks, they don't want to hear how they did...
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