So my phone service and data network in the cafe went down today and won’t be up and running again until Monday…maybe. Gee, thanks for that, Verizon. And thanks also for making me talk to at least eight different people before getting to the right department. And thanks so much for the voice-activated phone system that refused to respond to my requests for “Customer Service” and “Get me a beer, bitch.”
So…I guess it’s time I finally say goodbye to Verizon. Truthfully, until today, I never had any problems with my phone, internet, or credit card network. But I have noticed an incredible decline in the quality of their customer service personnel. One guy today said that I needed to call my “Local Business Office” and then gave me a phone number with an 804 area code. Um, that’s in Richmond. Richmond is in Virginia. I am nowhere near Richmond, nor am I in Virginia. You sir, are a fucktard. Buy a map puzzle of the United States, preferably one that is giant-size, and shove it.
Oh — one last thing. To the people at JD Power and Associates who gave Verizon all of those customer service awards….yeah, you’re a scam.
So…back to Comcast. I called them two weeks ago in anticipation of moving, and was told that my new address (the address of the cafe) doesn’t exist and they’d have to do a “survey” to see if they’d be able to offer any services to that address. Huh? What century are we in now? Hm. The lady said she’d call me back in “seven to ten business days” to give me an answer. Oooo…will I be able to join the cool kids’ club?
Why yes, yes I will. Of course nobody ever called back, but I did manage to find someone at Comcast who was able to make my address appear on their vast Cray Super-Duper-Tuber-Computer and I’m scheduled for a Thursday afternoon installation of my shiny new digital cable. No installation fee! Free box and remote! On Demand shiz! Woo. Hopefully they’ll show up and everything will go smoothly. Hm. If it goes well, I will be kissing Verizon goodbye forever and Comcast (the cable company formerly known as THE DEVIL) will also supply me with internet service. Maybe. Hm.
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Comcast,
customer service debacles,
hell,
moving,
The Devil,
Verizon
…especially to JJT for the loan of his Linux laptop. I always wanted to be more proficient in Linux…so now’s my big chance. It certainly feels better having access to the Super-Tuberwebs at home.
But I would like to thank everyone who’s come by the cafe or left comments in my blog — this has certainly been a Month of Shit for me…so your well wishing has done a lot of good. I still have a lot of hope for the neighborhood.
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Linux,
me,
Month of Shit,
Pigtown,
random shiz
…and such little freakin time. GAAH.
I’m moving March 1st to a wonderful 2-bedroom apartment over the cafe. Talk about an easy commute…! But between now and then, I’m overwhelmed with the amount of stuff that needs to be done/packed/moved out to the Goodwill. Yikes.
Feeling slightly better after the burglary, but I still haven’t had the usual “Hurricane Carol” reaction. It will probably come out at a most inappropriate moment, and so be it. I’m starting to get back some of the music I lost and this time I’m burning it to CDs, dammit.
Otherwise…life is good.
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cafe,
general crap,
me,
moving,
music,
Pigtown
Well we all knew it would happen sooner or later, right? My house was finally burglarized yesterday. Laptop, two cameras, my hammer (WTF??), some odd assorted bathroom products (again, WTF???) and my jewelry box…with the jewelry. They left cash and some other stuff — hopefully they won’t be back to get it anytime soon. Oddly enough, this happened almost a week to the day that my next-door neighbor was burglarized.
I’m feeling very numb and calm about the whole thing, which has a few folks worried, since…if you know me at all…”calm” is not really one of my strong character traits. Perhaps that will change when I go make the rounds of pawn shops. Or if I see someone on the street wearing my jewelry.
Yes, I had an alarm. No, it did not call the police…for what reason, I have no idea. Yes, my doors and windows were shut and locked. I did all the right things, and a shit load of good that did me.
Ah well, it’s just stuff. But dammit, I really want that damned hammer back.
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Barre Circle,
burglaries,
crime,
general douchebaggery,
Pigtown
…when your next-door neighbor’s house is being robbed, and all you can do is complain about the noise level coming through the wall.
I feel like the worst neighbor ever.
Yesterday afternoon around 4, I was laying on the couch…trying to take a nap…and thought the neighbors on the other side of me had workmen on their back deck doing some work. They’ve been renovating their house — not terribly noisy, but enough to know someone was over there working from time to time.
Only…the noise I heard yesterday was actually coming from the neighbor’s house on the other side of me. Crashing and banging around. Loud. And in my Sudafed-induced fog, I got off the couch and muttered something about “the one time I actually want to take a nap…” and went about my business.
Had I gotten off my ass and poked my head out the window, I probably would have surprised the burglars and chased them away. I feel terrible. I vow to go back to being That Neighbor again, the one who looks out the window from time to time. Ugh.
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burglaries,
insanity,
Pigtown
It would seem the old “Washington Village” issue just won’t die. Funny that the discussion is currently being led by someone who doesn’t live here… (Disclaimer - I’m not mocking the guy who wrote the post…I actually read his blog all the time, and I’m glad to see that it’s back again after a hiatus.)
Say it with me now… “Pigtown”. “P-I-G-T-O-W-N”. There. That wasn’t so bad, was it?
And God forbid we become “the next Federal Hill” or Canton. Or Hampden. Or wherever. My hope is that we can develop and change the neighborhood without shoving out our law-abiding residents. I like Federal Hill…and Canton…and Hampden. But if I wanted to live in those neighborhoods, I would be there now. I like the unique charm Pigtown has to offer.
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development,
Pigtown,
revitalization
Congratulations to the New York Giants…what a way to end a season. Of course I had no doubt you’d win. You’re New York, after all. Thanks for pulling that last touchdown at the end.
YAY.
Now if the Yankees could have a good next season…
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2008 Superbowl,
New York Giants,
those other guys
…it must be true. So with the assistance of my new doctor, WebMD.com — I have determined that I do indeed have the flu. Which sucks, since according to my new doctor (”Webbie”), there is no cure.
While the fever is still hanging on, I’m starting to get hungry. Most recently I’ve had a sudden craving for bacon. Mmmm…baaaacon… And thank the heavens above, I happen to have some bacon in the fridge, so a bacon sandwich is going to be dinner. Er, lunch. Dunch. Whatever, I’m eating it now.
Have sent the sort-of-ex to the store for provisions. I have to be somewhere Wednesday morning and Thursday evening, and I need to get back to work on Tuesday. This flu need to go away now.
Update: The sort-of-ex was kind enough to not only go to the store, but he came back and did the dishes. Hm.
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bacon,
crap,
flu,
the ex,
webmd
I’m home on the couch, sick with some kind of vile flu…and America’s Ballroom Dancing is on PBS.
And. I. Cannot. Find. The. Remote.
I’m stuck with ballroom dancing. Hosted by Jasmine Guy, no less.
Sigh.
And hell, note to the lady in the silver dress: If you’re going to wear a backless dress, you might want to skip the dark brown granny panties…they’re poking out of your dress.
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ballroom dancing,
flu,
madness,
suckage
