The Waiting Game

Isn’t it amazing how much we rely on the internet? We have been having problems, and ours is out right now. Panic set in when my computer’s little arc went gray. The official diagnosis is a Time Warner problem at the street. No worries. In 2 or 3 days they’ll be back to fix it.

Two or three days? Correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s months in internet speak.



I feel like that family in the AT&T commercial whose internet is out and they can’t function. At least I think it’s AT&T. Obviously I can’t check right now.

I was born in the 80s, but spent the majority of my childhood in the 90s. Of course I had Doc Martens, wore flannel, and watched “Full House” (actually still do on Nick at Night), but didn’t have the internet. Yet I survived. Funny—right now, sans internet, I’m not sure how I managed.

Isn’t it bizarre that kids before 2000 will never know a world with Walkmans, cassette tapes, VCRs, video tapes, or huge clunky TVs? Or how about this: a TV with no remote.

Do I sound like your grandpa yet?

No telling when this post will actually post. The internet may be currently working, or I may spend the next 72 hours wishing for the good old days.

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