Aug. 21st, 2014

jazzfish: Stormtrooper making an L on his forehead (Soy un perridor)
Telus failed to show up on Monday to connect the internet, which led to grumpiness and irritable calls to the DSL people Monday evening and Tuesday morning. The Tuesday call consisted of "Our system says that your service was activated... have you tried plugging in the modem and seeing if it works?" Well, no, I hadn't, because I was told that I had to be home all day so the Telus guy could come and flip a couple of switches, and that hadn't happened. So I plugged in the DSL modem and wonder of wonders, I had hot and cold running internet.

There followed some confusion and irritation with getting the wireless router to play nicely with the new service, but as of this morning I believe everything is in place and functional.

In conclusion: Telus has terrible customer service and should not be trusted to run two tin cans and a string, much less a national telecommunications network. I went with DSL over cable for internet because it was slightly cheaper and because the phone company seems marginally less evil than the cable company, but this may be an error in judgement.



I have an office now. The last apartment had an office nook, narrow enough that if I stretched my arms out I could touch the opposite walls but with an outside window. This one is ... about the size of a king bed, I think, maybe a foot larger in each direction. It's also got a window. ONTO THE HALLWAY. I really don't know what to make of that.

I've wedged in my desk, a short filing cabinet, a narrow bookcase, and a six-foot couch, the last because there wasn't anyplace else to put the couch. Now pretty much every day the little cat comes and yells at me for awhile because I'm not sitting down where she can sit with me, and then goes to sulk on the couch behind me.

... there's more to say about the office, and the apartment in general. Maybe later.

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"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

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