Why confirmation is good

So the little guy I spoke to at Sympatico, hereafter known as The Blithering Idiot, did not in fact put in an order for a new power cord for my modem. I called last night when I decided that the "minimum three business days" had stretched long enough. The new little man, who spoke with a pronounced East Indian accent (Sympatico? Outsourcing to a different continent? Never!) but who was otherwise far more competent, promised me that he would send me one right then. It ought to be here tomorrow, or Monday at latest.

If it's not here on Monday, there will be a complaint. A formal complaint.

The rest of my life proceeds apace. No reason whatsoever to complain. :)

Random pet peeve

It's SANDWICH, people!

S-A-N-D-W-I-C-H


There is no such thing as a "sammich." That is NOT a WORD!

Argh!

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That is all. Thank you for your understanding and have a nice day.