Licking my new camera is probably unsanitary
Comcast was supposed to come to our house yesterday between 2 and 5.
(you can already tell that this won't end well, can't you?)
(see also: Comcast, KILL)
So Mike left work early so he could be home by 1:45. Guess when Comcast came? Go on, guess!
That's right. Never.
(How did you know? You all are too smart for my games.)
Mike called them, waited through the requisite 10 minutes of "Your call is very important. to US! Please keep. HOLDING! and a representative will. ASSIST you!", and was told by the very assistive representative that the technician didn't come because he called our house and no one was home.
Mike scrolled through the Caller ID log.
"He called the house at eleven thirty."
"Right. Since no one was home, he cancelled the job."
"I wasn't home at eleven thirty because I was at work. I was at work at eleven thirty because you told me yesterday that our window was two to five. But I did leave work early so I could be home BY TWO."
We also scheduled a guy to come out at 8 a.m. tomorrow (yes, that's a Saturday morning we're talking about) to give us an estimate for continuing our hardwood floors throughout the upstairs. I hate carpet anyway, but the fact that my allergist also thinks that no carpet is a good idea gives me all the more leverage. It's my health we're talking about. Good health is priceless.
As I wait at home for another visit from Comcast (or not), I'm playing with my new toy. So wee, but so capable! It came in the mail on Wednesday and I immediately started testing it on the dog.
Here's a better video of Alex doing his commando crawl. My videos will henceforth be complete with audio, thanks to my new love. You might want to keep a trash can nearby in case the sound of me baby-talking with my dog makes you hurl.
(Him's so sweet! Oh yes him's is!)