Monday, April 14, 2008

Having A Bad Feeling About This...

We've all been there.  If you are anything like me, it probably happened when you were younger and maybe a little bit short on wisdom.  You know how it goes.  You meet a feller...he sweet-talks you a little.  You get to thinking that this is one special guy.  Maybe even The One.  You are putty in his hands.  You can be easily convinced to do things that are outside your usual, responsible nature.  You change your hair.  Maybe cut a few classes.  Talk back to your parents and stick your used gum under the coffee table.  Help him knock over a liquor store...stuff like that.

I am starting to think that Brad from Tech Support, who used his sweet talking ways to convince me that it wasn't enough to get my Ethernet connection up and running but that it would be fun to start fiddling around with the wireless, was just using me for the thrill of it.  He was merely looking for a few laughs and maybe a little of the adrenaline rush.  And he knew he had me right where he wanted me.  Brad said, "jump" and I leaped like a crazy kangaroo.  I pushed the buttons he told me to push.  I moved the cables he said should be moved.  

He led me down the path of self-destruction.  Now, he is nowhere to be found.  He's probably moved on to someone with more RAM and a faster connection speed.  And I'm here, hanging in the wind with thirty seconds of connection to the inter-webs out of every five minutes, just waiting for the little light on the router to come back on and tell me that it is safe to try again.

I am reduced to living like our forefathers, hastily taking advantage of the connection in between churning butter and fighting off the wild bears.  What am I saying?  Our forefathers didn't live like this!  They had dial-up.  And that was probably much faster than what I have right now.

Brad.  Oh, Brad.  Why hast thou forsaken me?  I thought what we had was special.  This is the eighties all over again...

On the up side of things, the lack of Internet perusing has given me more of the knitting time.  There is every reason to believe that I will be blocking the Invisibility Shawl next week during my school vacation.  I am trying to find the bright side, here.  I am ignoring the amount of non-knitting time that has been devoted to: a.  Trying to fix what I have broken on the Internet:  b.  Thinking about what I need to do to fix what I have broken on the Internet;  c.  Thinking of new names to call Brad.  and, d.  Feeling badly about blaming Brad because he spent an hour and a half helping me try and fix this and he only once mentioned how old my equipment is.  

And then I remember that he called me, "ma'am" and I get back to being all Brad-hatey again. 

 I know it's not really his fault.  He can't help his nature.  In that special time and place, I really do believe that he thought we were creating a wireless connection to last the ages.  He is an "in the moment" kind of guy and lives for the thrill of meeting a challenge.  He can't really be blamed for my getting all swept away in his excitement.  

But, I know one fellow who is so totally not getting a sweater for Christmas...

SA


15 comments:

Kris said...

Slow day at school today? ;)

MathIsBeauty said...

Still not sure about you Sheep but I have sent teh tackses AND had them accepted by the scary gvmt. Hope Brad helped you send yours.
L

Yarnhog said...

You called tech support and got a guy named "Brad"?! I can't remember the last time I talked to anyone named anything other than Munil, Atul, or Bupinder. Are you sure he wasn't using an alias?

trek said...

No, no sweater for Brad. Or maybe you should give him a sweater and then he will be all out of your system (literally and figuratively) forever.

crzjane said...

I do hope you get your internet back. I can still remember what dial-up was like. At least you can get some knitting done.

Beth said...

Ugh! I hate being called ma'am. Poor SA.

Knitting Linguist said...

I think that the ma'am's the kicker. He's no good for you. You can do better!

Julie said...

He called you Ma'am??????? The nerve!

Mia said...

REally, don't you HATE it when you have no internet? The house just seems somehow quieter *grin*

I'm so envious of your vacation sheepie.. I'm almost thinking about asking the boss from hell for a day off just so i can stay home and GOOF off :) Well... that and finish stackin that darn wood!

Karen said...

Ma'am! He called you ma'am AND didn't fix your connection! You should report him.

Donna Lee said...

I am very fortunate because I have live-in tech support. When my tech support has to call for support, I know it's serious. We recently had quite a go-round with our Internet Service because the router they sold us didn't work and we had to buy another one and it was quite a mess. With us saying we would take our service elsewhere (idle threat, elsewhere consists of the local cable company and that will never happen)and them claiming they were not at fault.(of course). I'm not sure how PK settled it, I try to stay out of his way when he needs to seek tech support.

momof2 said...

btdt let's just say I have a wireless connection ONLY when I do not use or connect my cordless phone! The fix for ours buy a new fancy cordless phone (to the tune of over $100) not in the budget right now...so when I need the internet (which is mostly all day) I use the hard wired phone. Pain the butt.

Cursing Mama said...

ma'am? Oh dear, I think that is a sure sign of a deteriorating relationship.

errs said...

My husband found this and while it might not help the internet situation or Brad, you might find it worthwhile: http://ww2.zombieinitiative.org/

April said...

Did you program his number into your cell phone? THAT'S the Kiss of Death. Trust me. Once it's in there, they're gone. Uhh, figuratively speaking of course.