not Dr. Cox (for all the Scrubs fans) but Cox as in our cable. My connection went down yesterday (something i'm sure that Dr. Cox does as well) at 1pmish. I languished waiting for it to come back, playing Caesar IV.. I will be KING someday er queen. finally at 5pm I called.. waded thru the recorded bullshit for 30 minutes.. then got a live body in Columbus OH.. who was more interested in "living in Vegas" than fixing my connection. And couldn't so he kicked up to level 2 with a "ticket number" and after getting a live body in Dallas (i always ask to make sure i'm not in Madras) who proceeded to disconnect me. Called back and went thru the same exact BS on the recording.. got to the live body 1..explained i was disconnected and immediately went to tier 2.. and this live body in San Diego, couldn't fix me either so I scheduled an appointment. 2
flipping hours after i started.
well at 230am this morning.. my Rug Dawg woke me up to say "Mom I fixed the connection" seems that when Columbus idiot #1 took charge of my computer he accidentally enable some firewall. Go figure. (i didn't cancel the tech coming out because even tho i'm working.. my web connect thing says i'm not really live)
WAKE UP!! dammit i'm talking here!! *i just saw midnight cowboy last night again*
so nothing more exciting today -- breakfast with my niece in from Manchester UK (she's 50..only 2 years younger than me) then i'm schleping her to the swap meet for a few hours. then tonight I'll be at a Sopranos finale party at the Palms.
Cox needs to be Whacked. Have a good one..
