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Jan. 4th, 2001 04:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grindmonkehI lost my internet connection last night at about 4am. No livejournal, no irc, no Counter-Strike, nada, zilch, nothing. It was social deprivation. Even worse...I printed about five boxes of 9 1/2" x 11" paper for the registrar's office. Virgil had started the job and the print wasn't lined up correctly, but since he had already printed three boxes I assumed we were well underway. Eight boxes of paper and eleven hours after the job began...my boss arrives, sees the job and asks if they line up with the envelope. "Uh...what envelope!?!?!"...He walked over and pulled an envelope from a compartment inside the printer...the addresses didn't line up with the address window...*insert appropriate swear word, or despairing comment here*. My boss was pissed, but since I didn't start the job and knew nothing of the envelope he was pretty cool about it.
Bad Day, Fuck It.
I went home and my living room breaker had tripped. I unplugged everything, and reset it. It tripped again, though nothing was pulling any juice. I called the maintenance guy, and fell asleep. Two hours later he showed up, and it was my OLD landlord! I thought I was dreaming for a minute, and he looked shocked too. He's a really nice guy who laughs a lot, so I helped him take apart the outlets so he could look at them. He couldnt' find anything wrong. He rewired the last outlet, and the breaker stayed on. We stood and watched television and talked while waiting to see if the breaker was going to hold. After ten minutes I still had electricity so he left...I went to bed, and after lying there for ten minutes almost asleep, I heard the breaker pop. Sonofa!!!! I can go without television, but I can't use my stereo either...I guess I'll call them back to look at it in the morning. Bad Day, Fuck It.
Take as needed if symptoms persist.
Bad Day, Fuck It.
I went home and my living room breaker had tripped. I unplugged everything, and reset it. It tripped again, though nothing was pulling any juice. I called the maintenance guy, and fell asleep. Two hours later he showed up, and it was my OLD landlord! I thought I was dreaming for a minute, and he looked shocked too. He's a really nice guy who laughs a lot, so I helped him take apart the outlets so he could look at them. He couldnt' find anything wrong. He rewired the last outlet, and the breaker stayed on. We stood and watched television and talked while waiting to see if the breaker was going to hold. After ten minutes I still had electricity so he left...I went to bed, and after lying there for ten minutes almost asleep, I heard the breaker pop. Sonofa!!!! I can go without television, but I can't use my stereo either...I guess I'll call them back to look at it in the morning. Bad Day, Fuck It.
Take as needed if symptoms persist.
