The Cable Guy – Part One – Scheduling Snafu

I’ve been having problems with my cable for the past several weeks.  It finally got so bad, I needed to make an appointment to get a technician in to fix the problem.  So, I scheduled the appointment Monday between 10 am and 12 noon.  On Sunday, I spent a couple of hours cleaning the house and Alfalfa’s areas to ensure they were clean enough for a visitor.

Monday arrived.  I gave Alfalfa a lecture about the cable guy visit: “We are going to have a visitor.  His name is the ‘Cable Guy’. Ok? You need to be well-behaved…Ok?”  Alfalfa looked very earnestly at me.  “Good boy…” As I walked away, he let out the mother of all screams.  “Alfalfa!” I said turning.  “Be a good boy!” Alfalfa huffed at me.

My appointment time on Monday came and went.  At one o’clock I was mad that no one had shown up at the house.  So, I did what any reasonable cable customer would do… I called them up to give them a piece of my mind…

“Cable Guy? WHERE?” – A

“Cable Company.  This is *insert name*, how may I help you?” a voice in my ear rung.

“Yes,” I said holding in my temper, “I was supposed to have someone come between 10 am and noon today…they no showed on me and now I’m mad…”

“I’m sorry to hear that…” the voice chimed back.  “Let me get your information to check on that for you…”

“Fine…” I gave her my personal information and I heard tapping on the keyboard.  “Look, I just don’t understand why your technicians can’t keep their appointments… It’s, it’s just rude…” I lectured the women.

“Yes, I’m sorry about that…” the lady came back in her annoying melodic voice.

“I mean, I gave up three hours waiting for that guy…” I informed her.

“Yes, I understand,” she said.

“And I’m a busy women…” I complained.

“Well, mam, I have found your appointment,” the lady said.

“See, he stood me up…” I pointed out.

“And, it’s for Tuesday…” she said.  She was silent waiting for my response.

“Errrrr,” I said stupidly, “Tuesday?”

“Yes… between eight and ten,” she explain.

“Oh,” was all I could say.

“Is there anything else I can help you with?” she asked with a bit of sarcasm in her voice.

“Uhmmmm…no…” I said, “Thanks…” and hung up.

I looked down at the phone…  “I’m a freaking idiot…” I said to it and went to work on my computer.  I would have to wait another day to get the problem fixed…

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