Hey again, sorry for it being such a long time since I’ve been on, but for once it was something out of my control!! Moving back to Coventry brought more problems than I first imagined. Not with forgetting pants... or my toothbrush which I did actually leave behind, but it cast me back to the early nineties, with an old phone and no internet. And I thought it was just the architecture that was black and white here...
Anyway last Sunday, I finally bit the bullet and moved back to Coventry. I travelled down with my best mate Dale who wanted to help me move in. He’s childish like me so anything new is all too exciting!
We arrived at the flat with what can only be described as ‘grin and bear it’ attitude. No in all honesty, things we’re that bad, we found it all fine and the journey was good, but trying to talk to a French person over a very bad line with a strong Dudley accent is something I’m in no rush to repeat.
First things first layout – The desk was moved immediately and technology was brought in. Once everything was in the room, out came the wires and within 20 min we had TV, music and a computer, but no net. Never mind I thought, I’ll ring them tomorrow. Little did I know just what this though meant I would have to suffer.
Each day, the company would find yet another excuse why the internet wasn’t working, so Tuesday went by, as did Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. The one thing that Friday did bring was the acceptance that it was something on their side, like a server, not mine. Saturday, driving home they find yet another thing wrong (my end naturally).
Sunday I started my new job as a thunder (promo team) for Mercia, and had a fab day, it was a lot of fun, but, alas I returned to a ‘net-less room. Never mind I used it get some work done and an early night, which turned into a late one without me even realising.
Back to today anyway. After a fully rushed off day with Mercia, Uni, a show, shorthand, the pub, shopping, a source radio meeting, and then some recording at Mercia, I returned to the flat expecting another night of isolation, but NO – they had fixed it and hence, for you, I’m back writing this!!
So what you might think, the net isn’t that important? Well no, but losing the phone as well (it went to be repaired) meant I literally had no way of contacting anyone unless I was somewhere in town. I can’t tell you how happy technology makes me.
You feel connected with the internet. Although your alone, like walking home really late at night, you feel safe with someone or a dog there by your side always ready to look out for that mysterious noise and just-to-quick-to-see flicker.
Try taking your computer off the internet for just 10 minutes. Go on try it. See how many times you go to go onto the net. Although the connection we have here is pitifully slow (a 50mb virus update just took 3 hours...) it’s a connection I didn’t have 3 hours ago. God I love the internet. And computers. And my iphone. Yes they are soulless, but I can make them mine, providing you show some love sometimes, I promise they’ll work for you. Well, maybe for a least a little while....
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