The thing is when it comes down to it, the actual repair people for The Great Phone Monopoly That Must Not Be Named are decent. Its those B@#$^!!&s on the phone that I’m loathe to deal with.

“Do you have another number you can be reached at?”
“NO!”

The actual repair woman? Showed up at our house 5:30 pm this evening. She wasn’t scheduled to come until tomorrow. You know, sometime between 8am and midnight.

where things stand

I love her.

You know what I don’t love? That we need a new modem. Because um, we just bought a new modem for $100 freakin dollars last month.

It seems a little excessive to me.

So hurray for phone service, boo for non working modem.