O-M-G. Today my cable went out. Totally out. All day. All day long! It isn't right; it isn't fair. I paid! On time, even. But it was....OUT! No internet. No cable TV. Is this what drug withdrawal is like? I've had flu that hurt less!
Really, it was terrible. It was out when I left for work and then it was out when I came home for lunch. I toyed with the idea of driving my laptop 19 miles to the nearest place I could plug it in but...I had to go back to work. I passed two cable service trucks on my road on the way back to work. Yes, I did stop and rolled down my window and asked them how soon I could have my cable back. THEY DIDN'T KNOW!!!
It was torture. All afternoon at work I worried whether I would have internet access when I got home. I just knew it had to be fixed. After all, at $88 a month, how could the cable company let me down like that??? ARGH. Then I got home, clicked and entered and it said MY CONNECTIVITY HAD BEEN LOST!!! I freaking knew my connectivity had been lost, all I wanted to know was when it was coming back. I had a meltdown. I screamed. Really, really loud. My dogs ran to the basement and I still haven't found the cats. Oh, it was brutal. You wouldn't have known me (well, maybe a couple of you would have. )
Obviously I got it back. I punched and clicked, beat up the mouse, unplugged and re-plugged every plug, DUSTED the plugs on my hands and knees, threatened, implored, kicked, screamed and whined and eventually it came back. My-connectivity-had-been-lost. HOW DARE THEY?