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Yea! I spackled the nail holes in the hutches yesterday.
OK, so I'm not setting any world records for speed when it comes to finishing this project. Give me a break. If I didn't have to work full-time, have two teenagers (one actual and one up and coming), and all the stupid things that screw up your life every week--I'd be done by now.
Latest event: a lightning strike that killed (apparently) our main computer and terminated our internet connection. We finally got a semblance of a connection up today--thanks to my hubby and a very patient customer service rep at the cable company--terms which I used to think were mutually exclusive. Yes, the rep actually was nice and truly did help him get things working again--at least on the laptop and the PC that was already close to the grave.
We've replaced the modem and may have to replace the wireless router, too, for starters. Doing all that stuff takes time away from things like PROJECTS.
So does hassling with a dental insurance company that can't seem to notice you've TWICE sent them the material they asked for. Meanwhile, the dentist is breathing down your neck because he wants to get paid. Took me two mailings, a total of about an hour on the phone, and a lot of frustration. Once when I called, the insurance company's computers were down, and they told me to call back later. For Pete's sake! Let's hope that one is settled. The insurance company SAYS they sent a check to the dentist. We'll see.
Then we've got the worthless garage door opener manufacturer--you know, the household name manufacturer that gives a lifetime warranty on the opener. Only when it breaks down and you call, you get the run-around. When you finally get a human, they tell you it will be nearly 2 weeks before they can get a repair rep out to fix it. That's because they have only one authorized service center in the entire metro region! So they're sending the motor to let us install it ourselves. Glad I'm not an 80-year-old woman. I'd hate to see her climbing on the ladder to fix that. Some warranty.
Why is it that we have to spend half our lives on the phone dealing with poor customer service for poorly manufactured products??? Doesn't anyone care about quality today?
I used to think the cable company didn't care about it, but they proved me wrong today--at least in their computer service area. Let's see if someone else can make me a believer tomorrow.
OK, so I'm not setting any world records for speed when it comes to finishing this project. Give me a break. If I didn't have to work full-time, have two teenagers (one actual and one up and coming), and all the stupid things that screw up your life every week--I'd be done by now.
Latest event: a lightning strike that killed (apparently) our main computer and terminated our internet connection. We finally got a semblance of a connection up today--thanks to my hubby and a very patient customer service rep at the cable company--terms which I used to think were mutually exclusive. Yes, the rep actually was nice and truly did help him get things working again--at least on the laptop and the PC that was already close to the grave.
We've replaced the modem and may have to replace the wireless router, too, for starters. Doing all that stuff takes time away from things like PROJECTS.
So does hassling with a dental insurance company that can't seem to notice you've TWICE sent them the material they asked for. Meanwhile, the dentist is breathing down your neck because he wants to get paid. Took me two mailings, a total of about an hour on the phone, and a lot of frustration. Once when I called, the insurance company's computers were down, and they told me to call back later. For Pete's sake! Let's hope that one is settled. The insurance company SAYS they sent a check to the dentist. We'll see.
Then we've got the worthless garage door opener manufacturer--you know, the household name manufacturer that gives a lifetime warranty on the opener. Only when it breaks down and you call, you get the run-around. When you finally get a human, they tell you it will be nearly 2 weeks before they can get a repair rep out to fix it. That's because they have only one authorized service center in the entire metro region! So they're sending the motor to let us install it ourselves. Glad I'm not an 80-year-old woman. I'd hate to see her climbing on the ladder to fix that. Some warranty.
Why is it that we have to spend half our lives on the phone dealing with poor customer service for poorly manufactured products??? Doesn't anyone care about quality today?
I used to think the cable company didn't care about it, but they proved me wrong today--at least in their computer service area. Let's see if someone else can make me a believer tomorrow.
posted by Tif at 9:21 PM
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