Alas, it looks like I will get another chance to use my snow blower tonight as we are expecting anywhere from 6 to 60 inches of snow if news reports are to be believed.
Another quick weekend: On Saturday for a belated Valentine's Day present I got Nightingale a massage and a facial at a spa not too far from our house. I got one myself because she appreciates the effort I make not to look like an old man too soon.
Saturday night was GNO and I was looking forward to doing anything other than what I ended up doing: trying to set up DSL at my mom's house. We are supporting my mom financially which is not a pleasant situation to be in. We added her to our family cell phone plan and for the first time in a long time, received one of those you are 50% over your data package.
Nightingale panicked and, thinking my mom was using her phone to surf the entire Interwebs, canceled her home phone (she was using for dial-up) ordered her DSL. It turns out that it wasn't her using too much bandwidth somuch as three people on a plan are going to use more than two. In fact when it was just us two, we used just under 50% of our data plan on average.
We were planning on getting my mom off dial-up anyway because it would be cheaper. The problem is multi-fold.
- my mom's house hasn't been updated in...ever and that includes the phone lines. Most of the hosue has the old direct to the phone line type box which do not exist anymore. When ATT started offering DSL to people they never considered these phone lines because they hadn't been used in like 20 years.
- My mom tries to be tech savvy but just isn't. She knows how to connect to the wireless at our house but doesn't know why it works. And it's never occurred to her to take her laptop somewhere with free WI-FI when she was job hunting. Inste
- There is all the passive aggressiveness and years of resentment and butting heads that makes ordinary interactions stressful.
He also set up her wireless for her. He did not however move her credenza back against the wall and she really, really, really needed me to come move it because it's so heavy. And if she doesn't move it back, her cats will chew on the cords. This is where I lost it.
Growing up, one of her many warcries was "Didn't it occur to you to..." followed by "use your head." Apparently I was expected to have the foresight to anticipate the unexpected and act accordingly. So it is one of my trigger buttons when she fails to troubleshoot anything on even a basic level. I was pissed that she didn't even try to ask the guy to move her credenza back for her. I basically lost it over the phone and Nightingale had to take over and finish the conversation.
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