Moving sucks. Have I mentioned that before? And we're kinda in the "moving business"... or at the very least the helping our clients into a position where they will need to move, and moving sucks.
Having recently moved, at least most of me is moved, I can attest to the major suckage caused by taking all of your "stuff" (as George Carlin was wont to refer to it) from one place, to another place. And space abhors a vacuum.
So, with most of the mega-suckage behind me, I thought that I was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. It turns out that the light at the end of the tunnel, is really the headlight of an oncoming train.
I thought I planned this out... I really did... allowing for many potential problems.
I called, well in advance, and talked to my cable/interwebs provider to cancel the service from my former home, and to set up the service in my new home. Lord knows that we just can't be "unconnected" in these modern times.
Lo and behold (that's right... not just "Lo", but behold as well)... I arrive at the new place of residence, only to find that I am no longer connected to the information superhighway, let alone television. My hours long conversation with the brain trust at the other end of the line fruitless, pointless, worthless... and many other "lesses", that you can think of.
They are sending someone out Monday to reconnect me. Meanwhile, lest you think that I am typing all of this kvetching on my cell phone, I am connected to the internet via my high-tech gadget (which I think impressed even my daughter), my KarmaGo. (if you wanna impress your teenager, click on the KarmaGo link).
Phew... I needed to get my Rain-fix.
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