tech support

“Oh, God, not THIS guy again.”

Our local deity, being uncharacteristically busy with the lives of the other billions of people on this planet, chose to overlook the fact that, even under the best of circumstances, I cannot stand tech #89.

“Best,” of course, not being the day after a series of days where you’ve had to continually reboot the cable modem so that you can test your code. Nor is “best” the day that your quest to buy groceries turns into a multiple-grocery-store chase, just to find the [damned] Gruyère cheese for tonight’s dinner, immediately followed by racing back to ensure you were home for the 1p.m.-5p.m. window that the cable guys always demand.Therefore, in the global view of things, I suppose it wasn’t any big deal to send tech number eighty-nine to our house.