Let’s be calm about this, but not too calm. It’s 26 minutes past the two-hour window we were assigned two days ago in which the AT&T repair man was to arrive — between noon and two, the U-verse lady Ashley said. No, Eric tells me, full of apologies, it’s a four-hour window. He called our man (or woman), who will be calling me shortly on our trusty Verizon cell phone.
More to come . . .
OK. Ben just left, 3:37, and we have phones. I did not hug him but considered it. What he did was fix what James did wrong two days ago. James of U-Serve, that is; Ben is of regular AT&T (I think).
In any case, he pulled one plug from the huge all-purpose modem, from the slot called “Aux.” This Aux (auxiliary) connection was screwing everything up. This on top of leaving my office phone unconnected made a double boo-boo by the personable James, who should go back to U-Verse boot camp, I fear.
So now we are digital and will be informing Comcast not to send our $60 or so/month bill, and even our cheap LD service in Utah, and will be paying $90/mo. for a year, or would if we had only one line (we have two, and it’s up accordingly), for the Big Three: phone, ‘net, TV. Let’s see how it all works out.
Blithe Spirit 