Twenty-six hours after I realized my internet and cable were down, Charter has restored it. Last Saturday it flickered on and off for about five hours, so when it was down yesterday I figured it would come on by the time I returned from my errands (a Texas Driver’s License and lots of plastic containers for my food). I got back home around 3:30PM and found it still out, so by 4PM I was on the phone with Charter. I was told to do a few things and to wait 2 hours, calling back only if it didn’t reset as needed. It didn’t, and that meant the earliest anybody would come to fix it was today. As usual, the repair guy was about an hour later than the “scheduled repair time” of 10AM-12PM… and it was the same fella who installed things two weeks ago. (Originally they cancelled my installation because of some unknown reason, so I was stuck around the apartment all day until the appropriate steps were met and someone came. Of course, the first guy didn’t finish his install, and I had to have another guy come back to set up the outlets in other rooms last week.)
Anyway, he got it working this time, and explained that somehow everything got disconnected outside. I asked if he knew how that could happen. He said it could have been a million things. A million things indeed. I think we all know what happened.
In war the first thing to attack is means of communication. It’s doubtful anyone will ever convince me the ants didn’t do this. The war continues.
by Joe Kennedy
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