My internet is still out at home. I am at work to check my stupid e-mail. I just can't deal with calling Time Warner. The thought of sitting down, finding a number, calling an answering machine, followed by a drone who asks me stupid questions is so bad for me that I'll suffer a week of no internet, and drive to work. Pretty much, I just can't deal.
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Sounds like a song..."It's rain'n n Texas and my internet's down"
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