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My Wife, the Super Genius

As many of you know, I have dialup internet access at home. Lately, my connection speeds have been steadily dropping. Normally I connect at around 28.8 – I am a long way from my exchange – but it started degrading, dropping to 20, and then 14.4, eventually bottoming out at around 10. Holy Smokes, that’s slow – even by my tortoise-like standards.

I was full of theories as to what the problem was – my ISP was trying to push me to finally accept the monthly hit for DSL, or my purchase of a $10 modem was coming back to haunt me. I downloaded drivers and made sure my account was in good standing, but I just couldn’t figure out what the problem was.

In what seemed to be a separate development, last Monday Katy told me she thought the static on our phone line had gotten worse. She called Pacific Bell and they dispatched a technician. He found a bad splice in our line – actually an unnecessary bad splice – which he promptly fixed, removing the static from our phone and miraculously bringing my connection speeds back up.

Oh.

Comments

Your lines are scrunching and disappearing so the
continuity is lost. Have Katy call PacBell again.
Just kidding.

The real question is who put that bad splice in there?

Anyone? Anyone? Anyone?


Anyone?


Bueller?

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