Yesterday some nice men from the phone company came over and cut our cable line.
Obviously this was not what they intended, but it’s certainly what they did. They buried the neighbor’s phone line and in the process cut our cable line, and when I told them, they couldn’t figure out where they’d cut it, although they did spend a goodly amount of time looking.
So I called the cable company and said the nice men from the phone company had cut my cable line and could they come fix it please.
Sure, the very nice man on the phone said. The first appointment time I have is for next Wednesday.
Er.
I work from home, I said. Telecommuting. This is a matter of some urgency to me.
Well, he said, he’d email his supervisors and keep an eye on the appointments and see if anything opened up or if we could be squeezed in somewhere, okay?
Well, Christ. Okay. I mean, what else am I gonna say? It’s not like *I* can fix it.
So right now I’m at the Kaladi Brothers internet cafe at Title Wave, having a hot chocolate (you were right, Ted :)) and posting on my weblog so y’all don’t think I died of the excitement when I don’t show up for the next five days.
On the positive side, I guess this gives me a whole lot of time to gut HEART OF STONE and rewrite it the way I’ve been avoiding rewriting it so far. :)
Waaaah, no Catie!
I hope they get the stupid cable fixed faster than next Wednesday.
(sekrit note: I sent the email so we’ll see what the publisher says)
Oops. Well, at least there’s a silver lining to that cloud. In fact, were I a supersticious kind of person, I’d say it’s a clear Sign in the favor of writing :) (Now, will the phone company have to compensate you for lost income, or do you have special provisions for technical interruptions at work?)
At this point I don’t think there’s any danger of them getting the cable fixed earlier. Hrmf. Yay for sending email!
And no, the Special Provisions for technical interruptions at work are called ‘vacation days’. : )