Someone Stole The Internet

3 Jul
Internets = srs.biz. Parody motivator.

Internets = srs.biz. Parody motivator. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Going to post this unedited just to make sure you get it; then I’ll fix it if I’m still here.

Woke up early this morning feeling horrible: D-Day* had arrived; or, more accurately, RCT-Day**. 

*Dentist Day

**Root Canal Treatment Day.  Doesn’t have quite the same ring to it, does it?

Turned to my beloved internet for comfort, only to find that the internet had disappeared.  It didn’t work on any of the four computers, three phones and two consoles I tried.

Quickly kicked the Hub out of bed to investigate.  Investigations turned up the fact that the internet had disappeared.

Hub called Virgin. 

Virgin said, ‘Can’t come ’til Thursday.’

Hub said, ‘But my wife will kill me.’

Virgin said, ‘Can’t come ’til Thursday.’

Hub sent Spud to tell me the bad news.

Hub lives; but only because  I can’t find him.

Went to dentist.

Came home.

Internet back on; Hub lives to quake another day.

Internet may not stay on, so please bear with me.

32 Responses to “Someone Stole The Internet”

  1. misswhiplash July 3, 2012 at 15:36 #

    I do hope that you have recovered from the dentist..root canal filling…not a joyful prospect!
    If I were you I’d threaten Virgin with the idea that you are going to another supplier
    what a load of tosh not being ableto come till Thursday, cutting off a person’s lifeline like that…

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  2. laurieanichols July 3, 2012 at 15:46 #

    You poor thing, forget about the Internet, stay in bed and rest. I have an irrational fear of the root canal, never had one but I fear it like crazy. Tomorrow will be a better day.

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  3. terry1954 July 3, 2012 at 15:46 #

    how was the dentist visit?

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  4. katharinetrauger July 3, 2012 at 16:05 #

    So glad you translated your alphabet soup for me!
    Over here, when you mention D-Day and proceed to something RC . . . the mind naturally goes to Royal Canadian . . . WHAT?! 😉
    Why not sic your dentist on Virgin. That oughta work.

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  5. sanstorm July 3, 2012 at 16:14 #

    Wishing you all the connectivity and ibuprofen in the world.

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  6. idiosyncratic eye July 3, 2012 at 16:34 #

    Aw, no internet and major dentist work, such a bad day! Feeling for you. I have broken technology and a missing wisdom tooth. 🙂

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  7. kiwidutch July 3, 2012 at 16:45 #

    Ouch … no internet is a special type of pain that only someone facing an imminent dentist appointment can fully appreciate.

    Mind you I’m still reeling from the shock that you have four computers, three phones and two consoles … I’m starting to feel seriously disconnected!

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  8. robincoyle July 3, 2012 at 17:06 #

    But how did the dentist go?

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  9. adinparadise July 3, 2012 at 18:44 #

    I bet you’re so glad that’s over, Tilly. I saw on your link, that the treatment should last forever. 😉 So glad for hubby’s sake, that your internet was restored. 😉

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  10. The Squishy Monster July 3, 2012 at 20:55 #

    Hate the dentist…hope all went well, my friend!! =D

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  11. kateshrewsday July 3, 2012 at 23:29 #

    So frustrating, Tilly! I hope the problems are well and truly sorted out now…

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  12. Al July 4, 2012 at 01:14 #

    Tell me more about this “virgin”.

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  13. RoryBore July 4, 2012 at 03:50 #

    same dilemna here! one minute I have access, the next…..gone. But, but….always have been able to log on to Facebook. I smell a conspiracy……and I don’t “like” it.

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  14. bluebee July 4, 2012 at 11:41 #

    The best part about going to the dentist is lying in those marvellous chairs. Hope it went well and you haven’t lost much Malteser time

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  15. eof737 July 5, 2012 at 05:51 #

    Glad he lived and so did you… to get that tooth fixed. 😉

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