Here is a link to a rather amusing little post about someone writing a book which I came across which prompted me to write this which was going to be a short response to say I had enjoyed the post but became somewhat longer as I told my tale of woe.
I too thought it would be a good time to write a book but have so far in three days written five pages and managed to complete some research.
Yesterday was completely wasted trying to get our broadband fixed which resulted in us being told to dismantle the incoming socket and plug the wire in the back, it looks extremely untidy and has not resulted in the broadband working any better.
I have now wasted the majority of today trying to fix the sky box which must be related to the internet connection and my log in to my Vodafone account which no longer works.
As we speak, I am currently in conversation with what I suspect is a robot and I have a number to quote should I ever get in touch with a human being, however I received the message on the phone with the number which made the phone ding every two or three minutes so I deleted it as it was quite annoying. I don’t even have the satisfaction of talking to a real person I can shout at, sorry I mean raise my voice at!
I have to wonder if these problems will ever get resolved and am beginning to lose the will to live, compared to getting the internet fixed a dose of Coronavirus is looking quite an attractive alternative.