I May Have Been Wrong
How
frustrating is it when you don’t get a connection to the internet? With the many things that can go wrong in
life, it is pretty low, but in the Cranky house it is very high. I guess that means life is good.
Anyway
The other
day, internet just stopped working. It
was not my computer, it stopped for Mrs. C as well. I tried all the usual fixes, double clicking
a million times, turned the computer on and off a few times, cursed a bit, and pulled out a few
hairs. Finally, Mrs. C said to go
downstairs and pull the power on the router to reset it.
“OK.”
“It is the power cord on the box up
top with the three antennae.”
I have not
reset the router since we got an upgrade from the cable company, but I’m pretty
sure I know how to pull a power plug.
The set with
the three antennae had several cords. I pulled all of them and it didn’t seem
to make a difference. There is another
box on the desk, the box that I used to pull the power to restart the
router. I pulled that plug and any lit
light became unlit. Count to ten (I have
no idea why) re-plug, and lights slowly started to re-flash.
“Got it!”
I went
upstairs.
“It should be working now.”
“Still the same, did you pull the
plug on box up top like I said?”
“I pulled every plug that went into
that box, it did nothing, I pulled the plug on the lower box and power went
off, then I re-plugged it. It should be
good now!”
“You pulled the wrong plug.”
“I think I know how to pull a plug, I
did all those and got squat. You are
such a damn know-it-all!”
“Stop yelling.”
“I’m not yelling!” OK, I was yelling, but she can be so
frustrating.
“Screw it, we can live without the
internet for a while, it is probably a problem with the cable company.”
“It is not the cable company,
everything else works.”
“What, now you are an expert on how
all that stuff works?”
“Stop yelling.”
“I’m not yelling!” OK, I was yelling.
I went
downstairs again to retreat to my man cave and just for giggles I double
checked the cords in the upper box.
There was a cord marked power that I had overlooked. I pulled that, counted to ten and re-plugged
it. Lights came to life that I had not
seen before. I checked my computer and I
had access.
I then sent
Mrs. C a text, “I may have been wrong.”
I could hear
that know-it-all laugh from two floors away.
Ohhhh....I think I would have just kept it to myself. ;)
ReplyDeleteYou would have been my hero for admitting that you MAY have been wrong, but especially for getting the internet back. I might have even hesitated before calling you a jerk.
ReplyDeleteThat would be a hard one to admit, but had you not she would have known anyways.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure you're not Bud?
ReplyDeleteI would suggest that Mrs C do her own cord pulling from now on.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smiles. Hmmm now I know how my Joe felt .........
ReplyDeleteDH wouldn't have said a word. He is never wrong. Good for you!
ReplyDeleteIt's too many damn cord!
ReplyDeleteHey, that's something not everyone is good at. Admitting defeat and just chalking it up and moving on. It took me years.
ReplyDeleteha ha, Mrs C would have known you were wrong anyway!
ReplyDeleteWell it takes a big man to admit that he may not have been right.
ReplyDeleteAt least you solved the problem without having to call the cable company. That's never a fun think.
ReplyDeleteIt takes a strong, very secure, awesome person to admit when they're wrong...just ask Jack.
ReplyDeleteYou did a good job going back to check. She should have been happy.
ReplyDeleteI would have kept my mouth shut and just mumbled something about how it takes a little time for all the connections to reconnect and sync up.
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