AT&T Broadband "Technical Support" (which will hereafter always be referred to with the Quotation Marks of Sarcasm) almost made me burst a blood vessel. My first representative, Frank, diagnosed a network outage as a problem with my modem, even as I read to him from the manual that the lights were indicative of an outage. My second representative, Jason, was diligent enough to check the outage board, to discover— lo and behold!— there is an outage in the Seattle area. And just after hanging up with him, my service is back. I don't know if I'm more frustrated with the situation and not being listened to in the first place, or that I let it get to me at all.
I need a vacation.
But
Teen Wolf is on now. And
Teen Wolf rules.
There are three rules that I live by: never get less than twelve hours sleep; never play cards with a guy who has the same first name as a city; and never get involved with a woman with a tattoo of a dagger on her body. Now you stick to that, and everything else is cream cheese.
—Coach Bobby Finstock, Teen Wolf
frustrated
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Boy, I'm just not getting any happier about this. It's one thing not to be able to help, it's quite another not to listen to customers.
I should eat something. I'm only getting grumpier.
I think all big companies who give service are required to be as unhelpful as possible. I have issues with my internet people and my insurance people. I actually have issues with my mother's insurance people too and they really have no reason to be involved in my life.
They are all agents of The Man. Bastadges.
(wait a minute...I think I'm The Man...)
Verdict pending on the tattoo, but I'm thinking it would pass. Besides, I think Coach Finstock is working for The Man.
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So you're a spy with the government?
*says with monotone voice* I know nothing. I've seen no one doing anything.
The spikes make up a cross... does that help?
I once had a man accuse me of being a spy as I walked to work: "Get away from me...grumblemumble...I know you're spying on me...mumblegrumble..." And I thought to myself, "You know, I wish that was my job. It would be better than going in to work."
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I've had some interesting conversations downtown myself... or maybe I should say interesting observations!
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I saw a pink man on Broadway one night, but it was more of a large feather, fishnet stockings type outfit. He was also exaggerating his gestures, but then he was -after all- a Diva. What else could he do?
Capitol Hill is definitely The Place to find interesting people.
(I am likely less interesting than the Orange Man or the Diva)
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I actually grew up (mostly) very near 15th, but in North Seattle... suburbia and all that. Downtown was what we did when we could escape by bus or some lucky shmo who had a car.
Going away for a year and then coming back opened my eyes to a lot of things that I had never noticed or appreciated about this unbelievably beautiful city. The Mid-West is so very flat and dry in comparison!
I used to "tolerate" rain and now I adore it- I adore the ever changing ensemble of clouds and the lush green of even the shabbiest parts of town.
ah.... *sigh*
I will think about a visit.. but as yet I hardly know you...
Oh goodness, no pressure to visit at all. The net is a strange place full of strange people.