I started the process that was supposed to hook me up to the Internet and then chickened out. After a whining post on Facebook, Granddaughter Natalie came over to bail me out. Unfortunately, when she was through, there was no Internet connection.
So I called CenturyLink. They informed me that I would be able to connect after 8 P.M. on Thursday, May 29. I mentioned the letter, but the lady didn't want to hear it. "Thursday, May 29, after 8 P.M.," she told me firmly.
Unfortunately, I still didn't have Internet, although when I called, they would tell me, "Oh, it's pending."
Friday, same song, same verse. Grandson Arick was here trying to help out, and connected with a tech who had him check a few things. No Internet, but a lady told me, "There will be someone there to check out the problem within twenty-four hours."
I looked at the clock: 2 P.M. Friday. So somebody would have to stay around all day Saturday until two o'clock. We did. Nobody showed.
Sunday we left for Iowa, and got home Tuesday evening. I called CenturyLink and told a man that nobody showed up Saturday. "Oh, I see he was there yesterday (Monday)," I was told.
Nobody told me he was coming Monday, or I would have informed them that we would be away from home. The guy set me up with another appointment for someone to come today. He said he would make a note to have him call me. I got a call today around 1 P.M. and told him to come ahead. And then I watched.
I saw the CenturyLink truck pull up in front of the old house. I saw a man get out and head for the door of the old house, and I ran out there. "That isn't the house," I said. "It's back there (motioning toward the mobile home)."
"But this is where they sent me," he said.
So finally I have Internet. If you have more than two options and CenturyLink is one, choose the other option. That's all I can say.