Southern Fried Curry
First of all I'd like to thank everyone who wished me a Merry Christmas or a happy New Year.. Back atcha!
I suppose it's only fitting that it's a new year and after six months of living in Toledo I find myself back where I started- writing a blog at the public library. That's right folks I'm back to icky keyboards and even ickier kids running around peaking over my shoulder.
To say I'm pissed would be an understatement of massive proportions. But since I only have 45 minutes left on this computer I'll give you the short of it.
Eleven days ago I lost my internet connection. Ten days ago I was assured by several people in India that help was on it's way. Six days ago I sat home awake for over twelve hours and no help arrived. Four days ago I was profusely apologized to by more people in India and told I'd have my internet soon. Two days ago I got a call from a computer voice telling me my internet had been fixed. Today it still wasn't.
So today I called. I talked to Nathan, Amanda, Ian, Mrs. Grant, and another girl in India I couldn't understand, before finally talking to Laura. Laura was able to do what five others couldn't do in 50 minutes-cancel my Verizon service. I almost cried I was so happy to have it over with. But I'm still furious.
During my MANY conversations with tech support over in India (where I couldn't understand half of what they said,) and several frustrating attempts to get the automated operator to understand what I was saying, I accumulated a treasure trove of interesting blog personalities. But since I said I'd keep this short I'll only share my favorite.
During my second call to Verizon four days ago I talked to a DSL technician named Brian. Only, I seriously doubt that was his name. But "Brian" must have thought he was a super stud, because not only did he adopt a very non-Indian name; he finished off the act with a bad southern drawl.
Somehow his "I am apologizing ma'am" became the biggest insult to America I have every heard. It was bad enough to be speaking to someone half a world away, it was down right shitty for that person to act like they were going to pull one over on me and pretend to be American! I don't care how long he works on his accent- it'll never work until he gets the speech pattern right.
I didn't call him out on it though. And that's was the most annoying thing of all, I just couldn't bring myself to yell at a foreigner. The world hates Americans enough as it is, I'm sure as hell not going to add to the bad rap we have as a country.
Besides, what the hell did he care? It's not like I think an American would care more, but at least they'd understand by the way I said things that I was not a happy camper.
So if anyone has a cable/internet/dvr combo please tell me the company. I kinda have to go through a cable internet provider since apparently something's bad with my telephone line. Please excuse any future flakiness regarding the internet from me. I'll check in with everyone when I can.
God Bless the U.S.A.
posted by SassyJill at 3:13 PM
3 Comments:
Dear Lord woman! God bless the U.S.A.? Ranting about foreigners? What's next - polite words about our dear president? Where is my sister and what have you done with her? Seriously -- return her this instant or I will come up there and smack you senseless! Since when did you become such an America fanatic? That's so... so Republican! Is this what you got from living with Mom and Dad in their new "country" setting? I just saw them and they seemed immune from the hicks around them -- making fun of them and whatnot --how did you fall prey? And, MUCH more importantly I am quite certain that this could NOT be a message from my sister if it includes the words "God bless..." anything. I don't even know you anymore. I think I have to go throw up now. Please tell me this was all one big joke and that my baby sister did not manifest into a completely different person overnight.
I'm going back to my blog now to look at our kiddie pics. That's the sis I know. Maybe when I come back here the android Jill who was logging into the library computer under your blog name will be gone and all peace will be restored in the universe.
Seriously, I can't get over it. What's next -- are you pro-war now? Are you going to strap a gun rack in the back of JR's pickup? Are you going to tease your bangs really high and feather your hair? Are you -- gulp -- going to become a NASCAR fan? If so, prepare me now. I don't want to find out like this...
Sis- The "God Bless" was filled with sarcasm. But I AM a Nascar fan, and I'm marring a hick redneck who would love to mount guns in his truck- but please shoot me if I ever cross party lines and vote Red.
Really I'm not pro America, just pro-not-getting-the-fuck-blown-out-of-our-country-by-angry-religious-fanatics-overseas-that-I-may-have-inadvertently-yelled-at-over-the-phone. And if that sounds racist it is, but if you had been on the phone with these people you might just feel the same way and hesitated before bitching at them.
Nothing against all those in India, I'm sure many of them are smart, lovely people- but the ones I talked to were big fakers and it pissed me off.
Not only couldn't they tell me what the problem was(they go off a list of questions to ask and are in fact not actual trained DSL techs-one admited as much to me,) they had the GALL to act like they were just down the street and one of them would be out any minute to work on my issues.
I am still the sister you've always known- just a less sensitive version of her.
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