It’s Comcastic


The evil Comcast cable company was supposed to come install the fabled High Definition yesterday so I was stuck here all afternoon and evening, waiting and waiting, like some chubby teenage girl stood up for the prom. They have a chat function on their website. It would appear the death threats they got on their customer support phone line weren’t appreciated. I wrote at 8:00 PM some pathetic whimper like “Where r u” and the lying bitch on the other end swore the installer would be here any minute. Two hours later I wrote again and this time they admited they had just been jerking me around. Or words to that effect. Could this possibly have anything to do with the monopoly they enjoy?

Anyway, we’re back on the schedule for next Tuesday, probably under the heading of “Sucker.” I hope they’re enjoying their laughs now; as soon as I get my good voodoo doll up and running, they’ll be sorry.

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

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