Boisterously Imploring Technicians Everywhere - Must Effectuate!
Yesterday a fine representative from our local cable company pulled up in his van, got out, walked up to our front door and left a hand-written note there. He did not knock, ring the doorbell, pass gas, light a firecracker, give out a Tarzan yell or perform any other act designed to get the attention of the person inside our house (who at the time happened to be my wife). He then drove off.
The note, which was discovered later that day stated that he, the cable guy, was not going to be able to run a line from the pole to our house, thereby ensuring that our little homestead (which rests in a part of town that has no access to DSL) will continue to have the same opportunity to access the World Wide Web that is enjoyed by residents of the moon, not to mention Mars and various other planets not beginning with the letter “E.”
Not one to be discouraged, I shall call them back and, using a well-known technique of persuasion, get someone from this billion-dollar company to come out and hook us up to all you wonderful folks out here in the blogosphere. Courage.
