When I got Mama Kat’s email with the writing prompts Tuesday, I was leaning toward writing a sappy post about my first crush. Alas, you shall have to wait until another time for that one.
Since I’ve learned a few lessons in the last 24 hours, I’m going to decide on one of those and go with 1. A lesson you learned. How timely!
It all started 2-3 weeks ago when I told someone how happy we’d been with our bundled phone/cable/internet service. We’ve been with the same company for over 30 years, which was before we even had internet. I’m pretty sure the phone had been invented at that time.
Ever since that conversation, we’ve had intermittent outages with either cable, internet, or both. We have reset modems and cable boxes until our re-setter wore out. We’ve had service calls scheduled and service calls cancelled.
After a 24-hour cable outage, service was scheduled for this morning, between 8-10:00 a.m. I got up early, dressed, did my hair, and applied a light dusting of makeup. Didn’t want to be scary or anything.
The cardinal chirped, and I decided I could quickly put a scoop of seed in the feeder. Done, walked back into the kitchen and heard my phone’s tone for a new voice message. It was a recorded message, telling me the tech had come to my door but got no answer, so I needed to call and reschedule the appointment.
I thought he should still be in the driveway, but no, he was gone. I called quickly, as quickly as one can, pressing buttons, navigating the phone tree to talk to a person–or hold for the next available associate. The appointment was rescheduled for Thursday. Wednesday evening, I got a prerecorded reminder of the appointment, complete with message that the technician WOULD CALL when he was on his way. Why was there no call today, I wondered?
Much to my delight, the cable was working this evening, and I cancelled the appointment, again. Here are the lessons I learned:
1. Do NOT even go to the bathroom when you are waiting for someone to show up.
2. It might be wise to wait for them on the front porch.
And this is a bonus tip, having nothing to do with techs and service:
Keep the jar of almond butter upright as you unscrew the lid, or you just might condition your floor with almond oil, like I did.
Now you know why I don’t do mornings.
Linking to Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop