Dear Alphabetically Titled Internet
Provider,
My Internet is broken.
No matter how many times the robust
computer voice tells me to, I can not log on to your WWW.com site and
follow the simple fourteen step instructions on how to fix it.
Because my Internet is broken.
Thank you.
*I am totally wimping out here. I
wanted to use the actual name of my Internet provider but as this
same company provides my home phone – which is also broken – and
my cell phone I thought it best to not anger them.
No one wants the Phone Police to show
up at your door.
Word.
**I am posting this on my lunch break at work. I am barely giving myself enough time to eat my slice of chocolate cake.
You're Welcome.
**I am posting this on my lunch break at work. I am barely giving myself enough time to eat my slice of chocolate cake.
You're Welcome.
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