Life Without the Internet

Who would have thought that we would become so dependent on the internet? Probably just about everyone. We’ve become very dependent on it, not unlike like the automobile, electricity and the telephone (kids, that was a thing we had wired in the house to place and receive phone calls).

So here I sit, an hour into my work day and without the internet. I’ve taken up writing as an optional career, just in case the internet never comes back and I’m not able to work at the job I would usually do.

I have to say it’s very hard not to go bizerck waiting. Bizerck, by the way, isn’t in the spell check of Word. Well it shows its spelled wrong but it won’t show the correct spelling. If I had internet I would Google the word and Google would ask me “Did you Mean Bezerk?” or whatever it is.

I just checked again to see if it’s still out. It is.  What shall I do with this idle time?

I can’t read the paper because I’ve elected to read it online each day instead of physically receive it.

I can’t pay my bills because I do that online as well.

Internet is rather expensive too. I have Charter (I thought they filed bankruptcy…I’d check that out on the internet if I had internet right now). If you bundle Charter internet with what amounts to basic cable, it runs me about $120 per month. That seems high to me. I use the internet all day long while I’m working, so that’s probably worth it. But you can’t just buy internet. You have to buy the digital cable to get high speed internet. So then I find myself watching the TV because I’m paying for it. This may be contributing to my weight problem. I wonder if I could sue Charter for making me fat. Other people have tried to sue the fast food franchise for making them fat.

Still no internet….. arrrrrrr.

I have a group of radio stations in Marshall MN that are schedule to work with me 25 minutes from now. I typically would use the internet to tap into their computer so I can see what they are doing. We’re kind of in crunch time on this project also. I wonder if I could drive there faster then the Charter service guys get this fixed. If I had to guess, Marshall is probably 4 hours away.

I just went and updated my Facebook using my cell phone (kids, you’re familiar. It’s for texting). That’s very interesting. The cell phone has internet but the house doesn’t.

It’s still out. I called Charter again. They kindly told me in English and thank God, Spanish that they are having trouble in the area. I better call Marshall.

Well Marshall is on stand by and I’ve started painting my nails.

Can”t type very good now. Don’t want to mess up nails.

Calling Charter again. It’s been over two hours now. I’m evolving from bizerck to cry baby. Whaaaaaaaaa. Stomping…ranting…crying. Same darn message.

Here’s insanity. The freak’n TV works. Maybe I’ll have to watch it and eat something and get fatter. Bastards.

You may have noticed I’m getting more and more hostile.

Maybe I should go for a walk or something. No wait … a fellow trainer called me and wanted me to look up something on the internet. Good grief. More crying.

Eat a pickle and watered a plant. Still no internet.

Holy Hannah…finally it’s back! 2 and a half hours later.  Well life is back to normal.  Gotta run.  I have things to surf.