58 Minutes Later

I can’t stand when something no longer works. I don’t care what it is. If I use it once a week, every day, or once a month, that thing better not break. If it does break, I will spend hours trying to fix it!

In my house, I’m usually the one to put things together. Not because my husband doesn’t want to be, but I beat him to it. After 20 years, he knows that’s kind of my thing.

So for about a week, I tried to fix our home security monitor. The random beeps that it was making drove me freakin nuts. I rebooted my system and did all the checks I was told to do. Finally, on Thursday, I called technical support, and THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED! Well, before I get into the story, let me tell you this about me. I found it terribly difficult to walk away or, in this case, hang up when someone is talking to me.

The customer representative for Xfinity picks up his phone and goes through all the necessary verifications. Making sure that I am who I say I am. He proceeds to help me reboot my system, which failed for the 100th time. After that, I told him I give up please send out a technician. To my surprise, he said, “lookahere” I can get a tech there bright and early tomorrow morning. So I said, “hurry and book it, please.”

Okay, this took about 30 minutes, and for the next 28 minutes, I learned….

  1. He was from Arkansas
  2. Currently working from home due to COVID
  3. All the rednecks ( his words not mine) at Walmart refuse to wear a mask

But, here’s the kicker. He has a dentist appointment on Thursday at 10:00. Reason being. He sneezed really hard on Saturday and broke two teeth. My thoughts at the time were. What the hell kinda sneeze was that? And did you hit the wall because of the intensity and that’s how they fell out?

After I chuckled because of the questions and thoughts running in my head. I said, well I hope you can make it to Thursday without feeling to much pain. And after all the talking, he just did, he said. “Well, my dentist told me not to talk too much and stop drinking so much sweet tea.” Oh, did I mention he kept taking breaks from talking to drink his sweet tea?

He said his new goal is to not wait 10-20 years to go to the dentist. Yes, 10-20. He couldn’t remember if it was 10 years or 20 years. I didn’t understand that, and I wanted to ask him why he waited so long. But after 58 minutes, I had heard enough!

You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!


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