My cable modem has been out cold for two days. I’m getting jittery – but I’m sure that’s just the caffeine.
The way my internet connection was set up makes everything extra-fun. There’s a wire that comes from my closet, which comes from a hub in my neighbor’s apartment, where the actual modem is. I’m not quite sure where the bills go, but they don’t go to me. This all makes it very easy to provide account numbers, MAC addresses, and all the other things tech support wants to know before they let you email a real person.
I have a sinking feeling that I might end up paying for my broadband after all – or else finding a real hobby.