Monday, March 16, 2009

OH HAI

I haz internet......for now.

No phone for Saturday and Sunday but this morning when I ring Telstra, clear as a bell. The technician is coming tomorrow morning between 8am and 10am which meant moving the sofa bed and the treadle machine with the heavy electric sewing machine on top so he could get to that phone point.

There was a message when I rang faults saying this number is still under investigation. I've been noticed.

I hauled a bag of stuff down to the op-shop and told them there was probably another two loads to come so they're sending a van. There's going to be some throwing out now that I don't have to carry it. I have empty boxes and empty shelves and books all over the floor but what else to do when there's no internet, no blogs to read and no way to deliver an insult to Sedgwick.

Don't even ask about the mother.

14 comments:

Andrew said...

Best be up early and get your face on and hair done in case the techie is cute.

Ozfemme said...

Well, you could always sit down and work on a new batch of Sedgwick insults. They keep quite well in an airtight container in the fridge for up to three days, I'm told.

Brian Hughes said...

"I've been noticed."

And then, true to form of large coporate entities, filed away and ignored.

Jayne said...

I did paint a large target on your back for them to notice you, J, but apparently they're blind, as well.
Telstra - cornering the market in dumber than batshyte crap every day.
Wait till they borrow Connex's excuse and say the rats ate your phone line.

F.G. Marshall-Stacks said...

How's your Mom?

Bwca said...

OH HAI is the latest post-title of the regenerated (after a lo-o-ong hiatus)JELLYFISH ONLINE blog.

I commend you all to read her Bridesmaid At The Wedding post
(scroll down a couple, past the music festival one)
It may be the absolute best blogpost ever.

Lord Sedgwick said...

"a new batch of Sedgwick insults. They keep quite well in an airtight container in the fridge for up to three days, I'm told."

But do keep an eagle eye on the Hughes-by date.

Lord Sedgwick said...

"Best be up early and get your face on and hair done in case the techie is cute."

Well, Shirl I think she's miles ahead of you ...

"The technician is coming tomorrow morning between 8am and 10am which meant moving the sofa bed"

(Did the sofa bed move for you too, my little force 9.6 mover and shaker techie?)

JahTeh said...

Andrew, anything cute is far to young to cope with me, makeup or not.

Thanks Bella, that's longer than Sedgwick keeps fresh.

Fleetwood, I am ignored at their peril. This is why I use one company for internet and one for phone, I get to annoy both.

Jayne, when he said there was dust in the point in the lounge, I said it could have been worse, like a cockroach, only to look down at a dead one under the couch.

See following post FG.

Bwca, I can't believe it's been two years since I screamed with laughter at that bridesmaid post. Jelly has been sorely missed.

Hughes and Sedgwick, God's gift to the terminally depressed.

R.H. said...

The best ever blogpost is Miss Jahteh's account of her own wedding with the car going round and round the block. The wedding post linked to here is maybe okay if you like public servant guffaw: boobs hairdos and funny dad. And naughtiness of course, being outrageous. (Sure you were. You bet.)
Well these state employees, well-bred, poor dopes, are failures at humour. That's all. And no wonder, when you see the things they cry over.

JahTeh said...

Rh, That and the nuns waving a blessing at the first run then getting out the rosaries on the third go round. I still can't watch "Dimboola" without thinking he must have been a guest at mine.

R.H. said...

Put a link to it. Or repost it.
I don't know where it is.

Middle Child said...

Yairss..and how is your mum??? tee hee

Bwca said...

fer godssake you grouchy old bastard RH. If you cant say anything nice then SHUT THE FUCK UP.
please.

Jellyfish is a very nice young girl, she is a teacher, we have met her at blogmeets and she has NO pretensions to deserve that vitriol you flung.
bugger off and confess your sins to one of those damn catholics you love so much.