4.4.2005

Help desk, my ass

The scene: My apartment, tonight.
Preface: Pretend my real name is Marlena, because it works, syllable-wise.

Man I Now Hate: Hello, Starpower IT help! How may I help you?

Me: Hi, um, for the last few weeks my modem’s lights are blinking all the time, and it doesn’t have solid lights, so I can’t connect to the internet at all and I keep having to shut down. And then when I turn the computer back on, it works okay, but I have to do that once or twice I get online, and tonight it’s just not working at all, it’s just all blinking.

Man I Now Hate: I’m so sorry to hear that!

Me: Thank you.

Man I Now Hate: Okay, Marlena? I need you to power down your computer and unplug the modem from the back of the computer.

Me: Okay, I did it.

Man I Now Hate: Okay, Marlena? I’m just resetting the connections.

Man I Now Hate: Marlena? Please hold.

Me: Um, okay.

click click click

Man I Now Hate: Marlena?

Me: Yes?

Man I Now Hate: Um? Please continue to hold.

Me: Um. Okay.

Man I Now Hate: Marlena? I am noticing that blahblah blah technical tech tech crap frutz multiple users on your router blah hell.

Me: I’m sorry? I’m not very technical, sorry.

Man I Now Hate: Do you have multiple computers in your home?

Me: What? No, unfortunately.

click click click

Man I Now Hate: Okay, Marlena? I am showing multiple computers to your settings. I am going to adjust that now.

Me: Great, um, thanks.

Man I Now Hate: Please continue? To hold?

Me: Yup.

Man I Now Hate: Um? Okay, plug the modem back in and power on.

Me: Okay, it’s done. Should I get online now.

Man I Now Hate: HMMMMMM.

Man I Now Hate: Hmmmmm. Well…

Man I Now Hate: I am showing that your modem is stuck on blinking lights.

Me: Um. Yes, it’s still doing that, you’re right.

Man I Now Hate: Okay, well I will schedule a service call for a technician to come out and fix it for you.

Me: Oh, really? They can’t just, like, drop off a new one or anything?

Man I Now Hate: …

Me: Heh heh. Um, kidding?

Man I Now Hate: Riiiight. Now, Marlena? I have Wednesday from 5-8.

Me: Well, I won’t be home til 6. Can you ask them to come at 6?

Man I Now Hate: No.

Me: Oh. Can you do it on the weekend then, I guess?

Man I Now Hate: Saturday from 11-2.

Me: Okay, thanks.

Man I Now Hate: Now, Marlena? I have to tell you that blah crap fungus price wars internal hourly blah blah equipment $89 per hour.

Me: Wait, what???

Man I Now Hate: If the problem is determined to be coming from INSIDE your home, there is a $49 service fee plus $89 per hour. If the problem results outside of your home or with our equipment, there is no charge.

Me: I…um, so, IS the problem something in here? I mean, is there something else I can try to make sure that the problem is not here?

Man I Now Hate: I don’t know. It’s just something I need to warn you about, it’s part of my job.

Me: Riiight. But in your opinion is this something I’ll be charged for?

Man I Now Hate: I cannot tell you that, ma’am. That is not for me to decide.

Me: It’s just sort of a lot of money. I just wanted your technical opinion I guess.

Man I Now Hate: …

Me: Hello?

Man I Now Hate: Do you have a question for me, ma’am?

Me: Yes! In your opinion, is this problem resulting from something in my house!

Man I Now Hate: I can’t tell you that.

Me: (Head exploding) FINE. Thanks.

Man I Now Hate: (Suddenly all chipper and shit.) Thank you for calling, Marlena! It was a pleasure helping you tonight!

Me: (Punching the nearest pillow repeatedly) ALRIGHT THANK YOU GOODBYE NOW.

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So you see, this is where I have been hiding lately: in the land of no internet access. It is a cold, cold land, but I hope to return to you all soon. Did everyone have a good weekend?

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