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Wednesday, January 10, 2018
I May Have Been Wrong
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.
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.
“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.
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!”
“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?”
“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.