Long Days

It's surprisingly how quickly you can start taking things for granted. For instance, internet access. This has been the bane of my very sad little existence the past few weeks days.

How can that even be possible? It's just the internet, right? WRONG! People lose their goddamn mind if they don't have access to the internet, apparently. I've learned that the hard way. But, okay, let me back up and paint this shitty picture for you...

About a week ago the internet access to my current living space lost its connection. You couldn't get reception from a single computer in the place, including all the wireless internet connected laptops. To clarify, we have two "main" computers and two laptops. One used for "work" and one that's extremely bollocked-up and only good for access the internet and writing. 

Moving ahead though.

We called my brother over (he works on computer for a living) and he ended up finding out that our router was bad but did manage to hook up one of the computers with a temp. connection to the net so all of us were able to spend a few check on e-mail. Okay, no big deal. We called, ordered a new one, and were told that it would be expressed to us because we actually use the internet  for our jobs and not just for entertainment. 

This was around Wednesday of last week. That said, when a company tells you they'll express it to you, that tends to mean they'll overnight delivery it to you or you'll get it the day after next. All of us can deal with one computer for the 6 of us no problem, right?

Wrong again!

Already realizing (way ahead of time) that this is going to turn into a shitfest bad experience, I resolve to only get on the computer very late at night because I tend to be the last one up. Always. I mean, honestly, why would anyone be up as late as me? That never happens. I admit now, I was wrong. Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong!

It's like someone had told these people we were cutting power and water supply because suddenly I feel like I'm on big brother and there is a power struggle going on. I mean honestly, when someone says "can I get on the computer for a moment? I just need to check if so-and-so e-mailed me" it really means "get the fuck off the computer you wanker! MINE! *clutches*

Then, to make matters work, the new router isn't expressed to us. What ensues is not pretty but needless to say they tell us what they really meant was that they were going to send us a new one in 7-10 business days. That means it could take up to 10 days before they send the damn thing out. I have a power struggle of epic proportions and you want to treat a router like goddamn gold? What?!

Ahem. Anyway. Much messing with the computer is involved, which I'm not a part of. Internet connection is lost on the one computer we have, screaming match ensues, internet on one computer is gained again. Also, lets not forget the multiple times we all took turns just going to a Radioshack or Home Depot to go buy a router and see if they'll work because this is really getting ridiculous.

But finally, FINALLY, the icing on the cake. The cherry on the cream. The sugar in the goddamn bowl. Today we figure out that this one computer has virus (of unknown origins...*rolls eyes*...of course) and so that's why we aren't getting any connection. Shuffling of compters is done (meaning taking the downstairs computer upstairs). Computers are disassembled, reassembled, screamed at, kicked, chewed (possibly), disassembled, spit on (possible), cursed, and reassembled again.

All this time, I'm so stressed on with the entire situation that I'm having chest pain. Chest bloody pains because these people cannot live without internet access for a week. Oy vey.

Luckily, now at least three of the computers are working. One new router is on its way and one new computer is going to be bought and had in the very near future. Seriously though, all this has taught is that you do not share computers with people. Especially people who want to push the blame (for something that isn't anyones fault to begin with) on other people and who will drive you to distraction.

Sigh.

My chest hurts and stress is making me lose hair. :( 

Fucking internet.

Long Days

It's surprisingly how quickly you can start taking things for granted. For instance, internet access. This has been the bane of my very sad little existence the past few weeks days.

How can that even be possible? It's just the internet, right? WRONG! People lose their goddamn mind if they don't have access to the internet, apparently. I've learned that the hard way. But, okay, let me back up and paint this shitty picture for you...

About a week ago the internet access to my current living space lost its connection. You couldn't get reception from a single computer in the place, including all the wireless internet connected laptops. To clarify, we have two "main" computers and two laptops. One used for "work" and one that's extremely bollocked-up and only good for access the internet and writing. 

Moving ahead though.

We called my brother over (he works on computer for a living) and he ended up finding out that our router was bad but did manage to hook up one of the computers with a temp. connection to the net so all of us were able to spend a few check on e-mail. Okay, no big deal. We called, ordered a new one, and were told that it would be expressed to us because we actually use the internet  for our jobs and not just for entertainment. 

This was around Wednesday of last week. That said, when a company tells you they'll express it to you, that tends to mean they'll overnight delivery it to you or you'll get it the day after next. All of us can deal with one computer for the 6 of us no problem, right?

Wrong again!

Already realizing (way ahead of time) that this is going to turn into a shitfest bad experience, I resolve to only get on the computer very late at night because I tend to be the last one up. Always. I mean, honestly, why would anyone be up as late as me? That never happens. I admit now, I was wrong. Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong!

It's like someone had told these people we were cutting power and water supply because suddenly I feel like I'm on big brother and there is a power struggle going on. I mean honestly, when someone says "can I get on the computer for a moment? I just need to check if so-and-so e-mailed me" it really means "get the fuck off the computer you wanker! MINE! *clutches*

Then, to make matters work, the new router isn't expressed to us. What ensues is not pretty but needless to say they tell us what they really meant was that they were going to send us a new one in 7-10 business days. That means it could take up to 10 days before they send the damn thing out. I have a power struggle of epic proportions and you want to treat a router like goddamn gold? What?!

Ahem. Anyway. Much messing with the computer is involved, which I'm not a part of. Internet connection is lost on the one computer we have, screaming match ensues, internet on one computer is gained again. Also, lets not forget the multiple times we all took turns just going to a Radioshack or Home Depot to go buy a router and see if they'll work because this is really getting ridiculous.

But finally, FINALLY, the icing on the cake. The cherry on the cream. The sugar in the goddamn bowl. Today we figure out that this one computer has virus (of unknown origins...*rolls eyes*...of course) and so that's why we aren't getting any connection. Shuffling of compters is done (meaning taking the downstairs computer upstairs). Computers are disassembled, reassembled, screamed at, kicked, chewed (possibly), disassembled, spit on (possible), cursed, and reassembled again.

All this time, I'm so stressed on with the entire situation that I'm having chest pain. Chest bloody pains because these people cannot live without internet access for a week. Oy vey.

Luckily, now at least three of the computers are working. One new router is on its way and one new computer is going to be bought and had in the very near future. Seriously though, all this has taught is that you do not share computers with people. Especially people who want to push the blame (for something that isn't anyones fault to begin with) on other people and who will drive you to distraction.

Sigh.

My chest hurts and stress is making me lose hair. :( 

Fucking internet.