Tuesday morning I realized there was a problem with the phone and DSL. I drove into town to find reliable cell service and call the phone company. The woman in customer service who answered the phone did her job but wasn't particularly helpful. She told me to look for a box in my house marked with a telephone symbol where I could plug in a phone to see if we had service at that point where the phone line comes in. She would put the report on hold until I called back.
I have painted practically every square inch inside this house and have never seen such a box, not in the house, not in the garage, and not in the utility room which I just painted this summer. But I looked anyway. No luck. I know there is a small box mounted on a corner of the house where the phone line comes out of the ground...but there is no place there to plug in a phone.
I felt silly to not know what to do but this has not been a problem in the more than six years we've lived here. I was stuck. If I called back to file the report and they sent a repair person, it would cost us if the problem was inside the house. Ken was on his way home so I decided to wait.
Ken knew that the telephone box for our house is mounted on the telephone pole on our property at the edge of the road. He took a phone down and plugged it in. Sure enough, the problem was somewhere in the main line. So I called back to file the report. Apparently neighbors had also called to report trouble and a repair truck was already in the area.
Twenty-four hours later we had phone and internet service restored. When the repairman called to tell me I asked him what the problem was. He thought it might be hard to explain but it really wasn't: two years ago during a hurricane a tree fell across the lines; we lost electricity, not phone, but there was damage done to the telephone line; high winds Monday night must have been the last straw. Once the problem was found they had to splice the line to restore service.
Two days without phone and internet was inconvenient. I had phone calls to make and bills to pay online. Wednesday morning I parked in the town hall parking lot to take advantage of the free wifi they offer the community. You know what was most important to me? First, reading your comments [for which I thank you] and second, visiting your blogs. It has taken me days to catch up, and I have enjoyed every minute.
I tried to explain to in-person friends how much I miss my connections online. The four women I spoke to over the course of the week did not understand what I was saying. Most don't use Facebook and none write or read blogs. I was stymied at how to find the words. I couldn't do it. They have no point of reference.
In my mind, they don't know what they're missing ~
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7 comments:
Don't use Facebook or blog? I thought I was the most late-to-the-party individual on earth. Apparently, not.
Glad to hear you're hooked up again.
I live on an island in the South Pacific. We have reliable power! Our whole world stops when the power is out - no internet, not telephone, no fans!
Glad to hear yours was fixed!
Kateri
We once lost our service because an animal had chewed the lines. I know how frustrating it can be.
I have friends who look at me curiously when I mention my blog or blogging friends.They don't do much on the computer except email. I would miss blogging and my friends terribly, if I couldn't do it. Sometimes my b. friends have come through with beautiful, loving comments, when my in-person friends have failed me.
You all mean the world to me,
Balisha
I know exactly what you are talking about, and when I encounter people who proudly declare they don't like computers...well, sigh.
What a inconvenience it must be to be down for days...
Thanks so much for the pie crust hints.
Jen
Oh Sharon, I totally get where you are coming from. I'd be in that parking lot using free WiFi too:) And I have so many good friends via the web, some going back many years. You're right, it's difficult to explain to people who don't do this. We might as well be Jane Austen writing to her sister Cassandra.
I surely understand much you share.
Moving back to a rural setting because of nature - not people and when I do share with a few left that I knew many years ago they know nothing about computer connections.
Writing my journal is so enjoyable and like I have shared many times
a way for children and grandchildren to know about my days and thoughts. Those that comment that I have never met are so very special to me and good friends in many ways.
They encourage and it is appreciated.
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