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And here we are again with a report on Frontiers in Customer Service.

This morning, I got a report that my Comcast bill was going to be insanely high this month. A bit of checking showed that this was offset by the low bill last month where the visit of the service tech to deliver and install the correct working cable box was credited, while the charge was on this month's bill.

Which showed that I had four cable boxes.

Um, no. I have *three* cable boxes. So off I went again to Comcast support where they asked me to go get the serial numbers off of the three boxes (scattered across two floors) so that they could figure out which boxes I actually had. I suggested that they should try pinging them on the cable network to find out which boxes were connected instead, because this really wasn't *my* problem. This eventually seemed to work and I had the wrong box removed and a credit applied for the mischarge.

While all this was going on, the rep kept trying to sell me Comcast cellphone service. I explained that I was paying $70 / month for four lines. She happily informed me that she could get me unlimited service for $40 / month per line. I suggested that this would be $160 and that was greater than $70. She then kept saying that she'd misspoken and that the service for *four* lines would be $40 / month. The website did not reflect this and I am confident that I would have been charged some horrible amount if I had agreed to this. I didn't.

Then FedEx decided to join the party.

My employer insists that my work laptop needs to be replaced and have sent the replacement signature required via FedEx. At around 4 PM this afternoon, the FedEx driver posted a picture of our door and logged us as no one home. Of course, there were three of us at home at that time (K was at rehearsal), not counting Ruby the Dog, who would have set up a tremendous conniption if anyone had so much as made a sound on the porch. And there was no call tag on the door, so it is pretty certain that the driver just decided that he was behind schedule and wasn't going to ring the bell lest someone answer it and slow him down further.

I went through the FedEx chatbot that directed me to a phone number to call, because it could not help. The phone tree hung up on me. I called back and eventually got hold of some poor woman and told her how the driver had lied.

I am told that the package will be here sometime after 8 AM on Monday morning. On a holiday for all of us (save K, who has to be at rehearsal at 9 AM).

I was looking forward to getting up early on Monday.

Idiots.
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Comcast/Xfinity continues to defy all records for incompetence.

After I placed the order for the replacement set top box to replace the broken one that they sent me to replace my broken set top box, they didn't actually *ship* it. After waiting over a week for a shipment notice, I fought my way through the Comcast menus and got to talk to another agent. She did not know why my replacement box hadn't shipped, nor could she figure out how to *make* it ship. So she ordered another set top box to be sent to me. I once again emphasized that I needed a 4K wired set top box and she promised that was what would be shipped. (The *best* thing about Comcast's approval process for this sort of transaction is that it does not make it possible for you to *see* what has been ordered for you.)

The box finally arrived on Thursday night while I was on my way to Ball State with K. When I got back late on Friday night, I felt that the best thing to do was to try installing the replacement to see if it was the right thing.

It didn't *look* like the right thing. I tried looking up the model number on line, but the *best* thing about Comcast's page showing you the models of set top boxes is that it has absolutely no useful information about what the parameters for the box actually *are*. So let's set it up.

And after going through the lengthy setup process, I checked the resolution and found this was indeed an HD box, not a 4K box. Of course.

For those counting, we have the original failed box, the replacement failed box, the box that did not ship but which seems to be being counted against the boxes on my account, and the wrong box. There are also two working boxes for the other two TVs. This is a lot of boxes.

I tried going in through the chat bot, but it would do nothing for me because of a mysterious outage in my area. Since I was seeing cable (at the wrong resolution) on my TV, I was fairly confident that this was complete bull. Ok, let's try calling the phone number.

(By now, Gretchen was desperately trying to crawl off to sleep. I was not helping.)

After fighting with the phone tree to get it to connect me to an agent ("Wouldn't you like to use our chat bot?"), it eventually put me in the queue and I waited for several minutes to talk to someone who -- almost before we could get started -- pushed the wrong button and connected me to an internal Comcast number that could not help me at all, because it is for technicians. They connected me back to some other line, which then hung up on me because "The store is closed."

I called back, fought with the phone tree *again*, and was eventually placed into an even longer queue to connect to an agent. The first thing I did was give her my cellphone number to call back at. Happily, we were not disconnected, and let another 4K wired box has in theory been ordered.

Of course, it has not yet shipped. Maybe it will. Maybe it won't.

The next morning, they asked me to take a phone survey. So I told the bot what had happened.

You will not be surprised to hear that no one has contacted me about this and I am thinking that it is likely that no one will.

Because at Comcast, our incompetence and your frustration are our most important products!
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You may recall that I thought that my problems with Comcast were solved. What a foolish thought that was!

Although I had been promised a week ago on Saturday that a replacement set top box would be shipped to replace the failed one and the new one that refused to be set up with any of *four* different remote controls, there was no sign that the replacement box shipped. I should have been complaining about this over the weekend, but I was at GAFilk, so it wasn't until yesterday that I got back on the chat, managed to hail an agent, and asked where the box was.

She was able to see that my order existed, but apparently hadn't shipped due to a "glitch". So she has ordered yet another set top box for me that is supposed to arrive today on a priority basis.

There is no sign that box has shipped as of this morning, so I am having doubts about it arriving.

Meanwhile, my Comcast/Xfinity account shows that I now have *six* set top boxes, which are, I suppose, the two working ones, the one that failed, the one that never worked, and the two that have not yet shipped.

*sheesh*
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One problem is solved. One problem is not. Let's see how it goes.

Let's start with Xfinity and the unresolved problem. Gretchen and I went upstairs on Thursday night and discovered that our Xfinity set top box was stuck in a boot loop. I tried unplugging it and restarting it without success. Then I went onto the Xfinity app and started the troubleshooting process where they eventually said that it would take an hour to run the automatic tests and that they'd text me when they were done. I figured that I'd love a text at 2 AM, so go ahead. Gretchen and I used the smart TV to stream some Hulu before going to bed.

There was no text in the morning. The text didn't show up until around 11:30 AM. At this point, I could now try to speak with a tech. After some time repeating all of the troubleshooting that I had already done with the tech, he agreed to send out a replacement box. I emphasized that I needed a wired 4K box, since they have a tendency to ship me wireless boxes (bad, when the TV is as far as possible from the modem in the basement) or HD boxes (bad, when the TV is 4K capable). And nigh miraculously, the correct replacement box arrived this afternoon.

I immediately unboxed the thing, took it upstairs, wired it up, and fired it up. It got past the boot loop problem that I'd had with the old box and then got to the screen with the language selection that you need to make with the remote control.

I grabbed my old remote control, pointed it at the screen, and nothing happened. Well, of course not. I would need to unpair the remote. I went to the Web, got the unpairing instructions, unpaired the remote, pointed it at the screen, and nothing happened.

Ok, I've got *another* *newer* remote in the drawer. Let's unpair that and try again.

Same result.

I asked K to run down and get me the remote that had shipped with the new box. She did and we noted that the batteries were already installed in the remote. This is unusual in my experience. Pointed it at the box and fired. Nothing happened. Unpaired it, pointed it at the box, and nothing happened.

I am *now* beginning to believe, given that the remote already had the batteries installed, that this is someone else's unit that went back to Xfinity after the user experienced a similar failure to the one that I am seeing right now. It was then plugged in, someone said "Hey, it works!", and then boxed it up to send it to me.

Back to the chatbot on the Xfinity app to try to get an agent so I can get a working box instead of the piece of crap that they have sent me. It wants to try troubleshooting (oh, joy!) but then announces that it can't troubleshoot anything because there is a service outage in my area.

I call downstairs to Gretchen, "Is the cable TV working?" Shortly thereafter, she has turned on the TV and announces, "Yes!" I try the chatbot again, get the same response, and when I try to look at the outage map, I am taken to a screen with a header, a footer, and no content.

I pull up the search engine on my phone to get a phone number to call. This, unsurprisingly, gets me a phone robot, which is *insistent* that it needs to text me a link to go to the non-working chatbot. I am, by this point, screaming at the phone, but nothing will get it to relent.

I hang up and call back and just start yelling "Agent" at the phone. It tells me how much simpler it would be to use the chatbot, but I can wait for someone or they can call me back when it's my turn in the queue. Given how well their systems are working today, I decide to stay on the line.

After some interminable number of minutes, a woman gets on the phone and starts running through her troubleshooting script. I am overjoyed. I explain to her how I have tried two different remotes with the TV, have run through the unpairing steps, and the TV does not respond to either. She tells me how the box reads as being fine on her software. Maybe it does, but I explain how nothing happens when using the remote. We restart the box and it still doesn't respond to the remote.

At this point, I ask K to go downstairs and get the new remote that came with the box. It is identical to the newer remote that I hate and -- interestingly and contrary to my previous experience! -- comes with the batteries preinstalled.

It does not work either.

The lady on the phone says that my batteries (the new ones in the new remote, apparently as well as all of the batteries in all of my other remotes) are showing up as weak, so could I please put some new batteries in? Of course, I have no spare batteries upstairs. I try to get K to run down and get some, but older child is now unresponsive, so I go down, fetch the batteries, install them, and the remote does not work and my batteries are still reading as weak.

(I have noticed on various of my TVs lately that the software is *always* convinced that the batteries are weak, leading me to believe that there is a problem with the software. That, or it has been calibrated with the belief that we have installed a Tesla Wall in the remote control.)

The tech continues to insist that the problem is with the remote control, despite the fact that we now have *three* remote controls that the box is not responding to. At this point, I tell her that I have a fourth, unopened remote control downstairs that I can try. I go get the *fourth* remote, *install* the batteries (because new remotes come with the batteries in a little sealed battery package in my previous experience), see that the remote fails.

She then starts trying to tell me how to unpair the older remote. I inform her that this is the newer remote and I have just unpaired it, but I'll try it again using the protocol for the *newer* remote that doesn't have a setup button, since that is the one that will work on this remote.

You may be unsurprised to hear that this did not help.

At this point, she suggested that the problem was with the remote control and that she needed to send me a new remote control.

Dear God.

We now have *four* different -- and two *new*! -- remote controls, none of which will cause the TV to advance to the next setup screen, all of which have successfully finished the unpairing procedure, and I am supposed to believe that a *fifth* remote is the solution to the problem? I explained to her that I did not care what her troubleshooting script says, if *four* different remotes fail to communicate with the set top box successfully, then the problem is with the box being unable to process signals from the remote, *not* with the *four* remotes (two known working) that are all failing to talk to it.

She now agrees to send me a new box.

I emphasize that we need to send me a wired 4K box. We finally complete the complicated dance to approve the order -- as I note to her that there is no way to tell from the information I am given exactly *what* they are shipping to me, which seems like an additional flaw in the process. She says she will attempt to get me a credit against my bill for the afternoon's entertainment, tries to sell me cellphone service which will be more expensive than what I have now, and I finally get off this call.

At some point, we will get another box and we will see if that works.

This is another fine example of the rotten service that you get from Xfinity. Sadly, there are no good alternatives here.

However, the rotten customer service that you get from Xfinity is *light years* better than the customer service that you get from OptumRX.

But that is another story...
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I am being nibbled to death by assorted ducks again. Let's just talk about the least of them.

I am looking at the prescription bottles that I picked up from Walgreens with a 30-day supply of the statin that both Gretchen and I have been prescribed. Because they were filled by the Walgreens central pharmacy, they are in the largest bottles known to mankind. Because there is finite space in my medicine cabinet, I will now have to transfer them to the small bottles, thereby losing all of the prescription information that is current for when I need to refill them.

This means that when I call in to get the prescription refilled, it will always need to be routed to the pharmacy phone, thereby wasting their time and mine and -- no doubt! -- eating up any savings from the central pharmacy being "efficient" and only using the single, largest size of prescription bottle.

Walgreens! Is there anything you can't mess up? (Let's not even talk about their computer systems...)
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My work computer got a Windows 11 update to 22H2 this morning. That was fine.

What was *not* fine was that everything that I had pinned to the Start Menu was no longer pinned to the Start Menu and had been replaced with fine Microsoft programs like Edge and Paint. I spent about 15 minutes unpinning *everything* that they put on the Start Menu and hooking back up all of the applications that I actually *use*.

Really, how bad does your upgrade code have to be to do something that stupid? Or did they think that they were actually going to make *friends* with someone by "helping" them in this way?

Ah, well. It's fixed now.
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First, let me say thanks for all the good wishes. I'm feeling much better and hoping it stays that way. :)

So let me tell you about the latest episode of the Comcast follies. We have a 4K TV in our bedroom and a matching Comcast box that is capable of providing 4K signals. Unfortunately, the box has been glitching and requires us to complete all of the setup process every few weeks, usually when we are getting ready to watch something before going to bed, which results in a good 20 minutes of non-entertainment.

On Friday night, the setup process hung. I went on-line with the Comcast chat, "spoke" to a Comcast representative, and was assured that I could exchange my 4K box for a new one immediately by going to the Comcast store in Morton Grove. And so that's where I went on Saturday morning to discover that this statement was *entirely* untrue. They don't stock 4K boxes at *any* Comcast store; they all have to be shipped. They would be happy to take care of me after they took care of the five customers ahead of me, which would have been entirely a waste of time that I didn't have, since I had tickets to take Julie to a movie in about an hour. I was quite justifiably upset, because I had now wasted 45 minutes that I didn't really have to waste, because Comcast had provided another fine example of their consequence-free (to them) lousy support.

On the way home, I called the Comcast support number, eventually got a call back, explaining the situation (calmly) to the poor guy on the other end, and he arranged to ship out a replacement box. All of this was accomplished before we had to leave for the movie.

The new box was scheduled to arrive Tuesday via UPS. I am set up to get UPS tracking messages on my phone and was pleasantly surprised when I got one indicating that the new cable box had arrived about 11:30 this morning. I hustled downstairs to get it, but there was no package on the porch.

Ok. Maybe they had left it at one of our neighbors. But there was no package on their porches either.

I pulled up the tracking information on the phone. Apparently, they had handed the package to a resident of our house named "Eddie". If you are familiar with our family, you have probably realized that there is no "Eddie" residing here.

Sadly, there is nothing UPS can do to help the recipient of a package that has been delivered to the wrong address. Only the shipper can initiate a claim.

So I called Comcast. This was a mistake, because there is absolutely *no* way to navigate through their phone tree to someone who knows how to do something about a missing package. After the idiot phone tree got stuck in a loop offering to reboot my cable modem, I gave up shouting at it and hung up.

It turns out that if you go to their chat window online, you can request a callback from an agent. I did and happily got one shortly thereafter. I have been assured that I will not be charged for the package that "Eddie" has absconded with and that Comcast will ship yet another box in my direction.

My UPS tracking claims that the box will arrive tomorrow.

I wonder who will sign for this one.

Tired

Jun. 17th, 2022 03:24 pm
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Trying to have a substantive discussion on Facebook is -- well, you've heard the aphorism about wrestling the pig? Pretty much the same thing, except you don't even get any exercise out of it.

In other news, we have had to give up on trying to go to FilkONtario this year, even though it is likely the last one. Our passports are all expired and just the cost of trying to get them back in order before we would need them to cross the border is an enormous expense. Couple that with the fact that school starts the weekend after the con and Worldcon is looming at the end of the month, and it just isn't something that is going to work for us.

Makes me sad though. I will miss seeing you all!
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Around a month ago, I needed to send a package to New York via FedEx Ground. I paid for signature-required delivery and insured the package for its value. The first delivery attempt wasn't actually made, although the driver claimed that it was, but since the recipient was home at the time, that seems unlikely. The second delivery attempt was tossed into the lobby and signed for by "CCOVID". At least the recipient managed to find it before someone took it.

So last week, the shop that was repairing my Apollo unit finished the repairs and sent it back to me via FedEx Ground, signature-required delivery and insured. It was supposed to arrive Friday.

It didn't. Instead, the driver showed up on Saturday morning before anyone in the house was awake, rang a doorbell that no one upstairs heard (although Ruby the Dog did), and left a door tag. Great. At least he didn't leave the package, although the chances of it getting stolen off our porch were pretty low.

Now, Monday was the first day of spring break for the kids, so no one was likely to be getting up early. This meant that the most likely time for the FedEx delivery to show up on Monday was before anyone was awake and we could lather, rinse, repeat the Saturday morning fiasco. But the FedEx site gave me the option to redirect the delivery and -- although what I would have preferred was the not-available option to just go there and pick it up -- I directed them to deliver it to Walgreens on Monday and my tracking information said that they would do that.

They didn't. But they had warned that redirecting the package might cause the delivery to be delayed (I can't imagine why, given I asked for the redirect early Saturday afternoon for a package to be delivered Monday), so I waited through today, since my tracking information now said they would deliver it Tuesday.

They didn't.

I have now called FedEx. I have complained loudly. I have been told that I will get a call back within 24 hours.

Maybe I will.

But wait! There's more!

I had called FedEx on my work phone, because I was sitting at my desk and it was convenient. Some time later, I found a voice mail on my phone from someone in Utah who was looking for his undelivered FedEx package. It seems they had managed to cross the wires in their phone system and they had managed to connect him to *my* phone line which I (having gone downstairs for dinner) did not pick up, so he left a message.

I called the poor guy back and told him that FedEx had found a new and unique way to mess up and he'd have to try calling them again. We commiserated.

FedEx. When your package absolutely positively needs to vanish into the ether.
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The day did not start out well for reasons that are not mine to share, although I suspect a number of you are aware of them.

Work was a train wreck. Fixes that I had made in one branch don't seem to be working in another branch. In a different area, our working code was ported up to Visual Studio 2019 where various event handling interactions with the software from another group at work are simply failing for no apparent reason. I finally got the attention of someone in the other group around 5 PM, I think, and then we worked on it until 8 PM on a Friday night, finding numerous things that we tried that do not actually fix anything. We can try again on Monday. I *was* informed that the other group couldn't be expected to change anything to make this work. I am not thrilled by this.

But the little cherry on top to make everything more fun was getting an email back from Universal Audio informing me that getting an RMA from them for my busted Apollo interface will not actually do any good, because they are closed due to COVID-19 and don't know when they will reopen. They have given me the web address of a shop in California that *may* be able to do the repair. I should have called them today to talk about it, but see above.

Let's try again next week, shall we?
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It is time to move out of Illinois, or at the very least, to move out of Cook County.

Our new "scientific" assessor vastly inflated the values of the properties in this neighborhood in his last round of assessments. There *was* a tool on the website that I used at one point where I found a home comparable to mine that had sold *last year* for 10% *less* than the new "scientific" assessment.

I paid for a property tax appeal. I got a *tiny* reduction in my assessment.

My second property tax bill has arrived and my property taxes have gone up by thirty six percent, which is absolutely absurd. According to our "scientific" assessor, my house is worth $596,500, which would be not be true even if it had gold-plated toilets. Understanding that Zillow estimates are not wonderful, even so, not a single house on my street -- save for the one that just had a gut rehab after a foreclosure sale -- shows up as worth more than $440,000. They've got that one assessed at $586.350. The gut rehab house sold for $470,000 three years ago. It's assessed at $593,340. That's 26% more than the last sale price, so 12% annual appreciation in 2018 and 2019. I'm sure that's absolutely what happened.

The algorithm they're using here is garbage.

Our assessor is garbage.

I Heard...

Apr. 6th, 2020 05:14 pm
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A brief rant follows.

I was reading Facebook a few minutes ago (bad for my blood pressure; good for realizing that there are still other human beings out there) and saw a statement that began with "I heard".

Really? From who? Are they a particularly trustworthy source of information? Or are they notable for pushing their own agenda? Have you, perhaps, "heard" this from more than one independent source? (Blogs -- or even "reputable" news sources! -- that are busily quoting each other in a circle do not count as independent sources, although it's interesting to see how many of them are willing to put their reputation on the line.) Did you hear *part* of the story, because the rest of the story doesn't serve the purposes of the person who you heard it from?

We are *all* on edge. As I was saying in a conversation with a friend of mine a few days back, we are desperately short on actual data.

I would *love* to have more data.

I have very little use for "I heard".

Yesterday

Sep. 29th, 2018 05:59 pm
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So yesterday was like this.

I crawled out of bed, feeling pretty rotten. Ate some breakfast that Gretchen brought back from McDonald's. Continued to feel rotten, so -- on the last day of my vacation -- crawled back into bed and took a nap for a few hours. Felt somewhat better, so decided to go out and get lunch.

Walked out to the garage and discovered that the folks who pick up our garbage had left all of the cardboard recycling that I had -- as requested by the folks at the main office for the garbage collection -- placed in a separate container, tossing the full container onto the ground so that the cardboard was falling out of it.

Called the number for the trash collectors and yelled at the person on the other end of the line who promised that they will send someone out to pick up the recycling on Monday. If this were the first time that I had had a problem with their recycling crew, I would not have been nearly so hostile. Sadly, they don't care. They don't have to.

As I was finishing lunch, I got a call from the sleep clinic where I am trying to get a sleep study so that we can check the pressure that I need to have for my CPAP, as the machine that I have is over ten years old and due for replacement and I haven't actually had a sleep study in over 20 years. United Healthcare rejected the request for an in-clinic sleep study, saying that I needed to have an in-home test first. The doctor at the clinic then called UHC for a peer-to-peer review of the request.

Three weeks after the peer-to-peer review, they finally sent through a final denial of the request for the in-clinic sleep study, so the clinic was calling to tell me that.

"Fine," I said. "Let's do the absolutely useless in-home study. Let's have them pay as much as they possibly can to deal with this." We make an appointment for an hour from now, I climb into the car, and head off towards Oak Park, calling Gretchen to let her know that I will not be home any time soon.

An hour and fifteen minutes later, I finally arrive at the office. (I have called them along the way to let them know that traffic is winning. No, traffic is not only winning, it is performing a touchdown dance in the end zone.) The nice technician takes me and the trainee into the back room to give me a briefing on the gear that I will be taking home for the in-home sleep study.

Here is the device that I will strap around my chest. Here is the clip I will put on my finger. Here is the tubing that I will insert in my nostrils so that the device on my chest can monitor my breathing. And that is everything.

"Wait a minute," I say. "I am supposed to sleep with this apparatus without my CPAP?"

"Yes, that's how it works."

"You realize that I cannot actually *sleep* without my CPAP? This will not actually work at all. I suppose that I can put it on for two hours and toss and turn, but then I will need to put on my CPAP mask so that I can sleep."

"Yes, we understand. And then the machine will show that the results are inconclusive. After three days of inconclusive results, they will give up and you can bring the machine back."

"So, basically, United Healthcare is insisting that I take a test that is going to try to kill me. Would you mind if I gave them a call?"

And off to the races we went, as I pulled out my cellphone, switched it into speaker mode, and dialed.

After speaking to *four* different United Healthcare representatives, in a conversation that was peppered with phrases such as "You are prescribing a test that is, in fact, going to attempt to kill me", "The doctor here and the doctor on the peer-to-peer consultation *agreed* that I need the in-clinic sleep study, but your person with the dartboard who is responsible for actually *approving* the sleep study has, for some unknown reason, rejected it", "You agree that I actually have *coverage* for the in-clinic study, but instead you are insisting on an absolutely useless test that is going to *try to kill me*", "I have spent an hour and fifteen minutes driving here through some of the worst traffic that you have ever seen, unless perhaps, you are in Boston, in order to find out that the test that you are insisting that I take to determine something that we already know (that I have sleep apnea, which, since I have been sleeping with a CPAP set to 16 pounds of pressure for 20 years, so this is in no way a marginal case of apnea) is, in fact, going to *try to kill me*"...

Well, you may start to detect a theme here. The tech and trainee were very amused to see the number of different ways that I could tear a strip off of someone without actually resorting to profanity.

And I was eventually routed to people that consumers are not allowed to talk to. These people only talk to *providers*. Happily, I was in the room at the provider *with* a provider and information was exchanged.

A call to the provider following an expedited review of this pre-authorization has been promised by 8:30 AM on Monday morning. Representative number four was gracious enough to be embarrassed about the fact that the pre-authorization had been previous denied twice.

We will find out next week whether they have inexplicably tried to go for the trifecta.

And then I got into the car to drive through rush hour traffic to the Windycon meeting.

About which I will say more later.
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Just some thoughts, with most of the serial numbers filed off.

  • I am a closet moderate. Really. (You can stop laughing now.)
  • I am also extremely cynical about politics. I do not believe I am excessively cynical, which sometimes makes me sad.
  • I have more respect for Daniel Biss than I do for either of the other two major Democratic candidates for governor, because he at least tried to do something about the pension problem in Illinois, even if the Illinois Supreme Court decided that approach wouldn't fly. I'd have even more respect for him if he had owned the attempt rather than running from it during the campaign.
  • While I'm mentioning pensions, I observe that they used to tell us that government workers deserved these pensions because they had worse working conditions and lower salaries than non-government workers. It is far from clear to me that this is still true, but the pension system is, apparently, forever.
  • I am always bemused by ads for candidates that tout credentials and political positions that have absolutely nothing at all to do with the office that they are running for. I could name one, but that particular crook -- happily! -- lost.
  • Pro-tip for Republican primary voters: when the other party is running primary season ads where they refer to a Republican candidate as "the true conservative" in the race, this is an indication that they think you are about as smart as Daffy Duck and that you can be persuaded to nominate said "true conservative" who will be toast in the general election. Sometimes, they are correct. If you have forgotten, just search up "Todd Akin" in your browser.
  • However, the good news for the Democrats is that by helping gin up a competitive Republican gubernatorial race, they managed to stop a lot of what I would classify as "good government Republicans" from pulling a Democratic ballot for the primary. Well done! It didn't achieve all of your goals, but it helped out a number of candidates backed by the party machine.

    That's probably enough for now.
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    I bought Gretchen an HP Stream laptop for her birthday last year. She likes it a lot. So do Katie and Julie, who keep "borrowing" it. I was even considering the possibility of getting similar machines for the girls for Christmas.

    Until yesterday.

    That was when Gretchen brought to my attention a persistent error message that she'd been getting on the machine. It turns out that the flash storage on this machine is so small that it has become impossible to install the latest Windows 10 updates directly.

    I have cleaned off everything that I can remove from the storage. This brought the free space up to 3 GB, which is still not enough to install a Windows update.

    I now have the updates installing (maybe!) by grabbing the now-empty 32 GB SD card from Gretchen's dead camera, plugging it into a card reader, and using that as an auxiliary drive. There is a word for this procedure: insane.

    My understanding is that the effective maximum configuration for these machines is prescribed by Microsoft, in the sense that anything more robust has to pay a much higher fee for a Windows license. So HP has built a machine to Microsoft's specification that cannot actually run Windows in a reasonable fashion, given that you have to believe that installing the damned updates is a vital function of Windows.

    Somebody here needs to get their act together.
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    Since I am a DirecTV customer and still have an AT&T landline, they bombard me with offers for their 40 MBPS Internet service. I have been skeptical about this, although it would be a good deal were they actually able to deliver.

    But when I finally go in and check my address -- which they know, because I am a current customer -- it turns out that I can get a stunning 3 MBPS Internet service.

    Assuming, of course, that they are actually capable of delivering that.

    I hate Comcast. I am now trying to decide if I hate AT&T more, because the new TV season is about to begin and if the DirecTV DVRs are going to be replaced, best if it were done before they start stockpiling episodes to watch.

    Idiots.
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    Or something like that.

    It's being that sort of day. Work is making me crazy, resulting in my getting dinner at around 9:30 PM.

    And then there's dealing with people who say things like "Just because Mr. X said that he supported a particular cause and took actions to support that cause, there's really no reason to believe that he actually supported that cause."

    Of course, I'm talking about how President Obama promised to make it so expensive to build a coal-fired power plant that we would never build another one in this country.

    Or something like that.

    Right.
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    The above almost scans to the last line of the chorus of "The Rainbow Connection", which is a lovely song and does not deserve to be associated with what I'm thinking right now.

    So you may recall that last week, UPS managed to misplace my Next Day Air tax return information that was coming back to me from the accountant so that it arrived three days late on a trip here from Evanston, which is only about eleven miles from here. I was told that it was a small package and easily could have gotten lost. Where exactly it had gone to hide for three days was never revealed to me.

    Because our toilets are old, first-generation, low-flow models, I ordered three new toilets from Amazon to replace them, prompted by the leak in the ceiling in our family room when I was plunging recently. Today, five boxes arrived and were placed in the garage by our very helpful and friendly UPS man. (Really! I appreciate it!)

    Now those of you who are not math challenged might wonder how five boxes relates to three new toilets and that would be a fine question. What I had in hand were two-and-a-half toilets. The enormous box containing the bowl for one of the toilets was not there.

    I went to my Amazon orders list. All three tracking numbers showed as "Delivered".

    I called UPS. They explained that there should be six tracking numbers for six boxes. And when I checked, I discovered that there were indeed different tracking numbers on the bowls and the tanks.

    So I got on the chat line with Amazon and got the missing tracking number, suggesting that it might be good if they provided two tracking numbers when two boxes were shipped. The rep agreed.

    And checking the new tracking number with UPS, it showed as "Out for delivery". Ok. Why it would not be delivered with the other five boxes was a bit of a mystery, but let's see how this plays out.

    I checked again a few minutes ago. The bowl of toilet number three is now listed as "Delay", with the additional notation that "A required security check has delayed delivery."

    What does that mean? The TSA has decided to perform a pat-down search on my toilet bowl?

    Enquiring minds would like to know...

    Look It Up

    Feb. 23rd, 2016 10:19 pm
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    Dear God, people. We are blessed to have the Internet, which is a source of both information and misinformation. It is usually not too hard to figure out which is which. If push comes to shove, see if you can find a matching reference in two different sources with different biases, because Wikipedia is just too easy to mess around with on contentious subjects. Consider viewing "fact checking" sites with an eye toward their biases.

    And if you do all of this, you might actually manage to get your post to be correct on subjects of fact. This is a good first step towards getting people to take your opinion seriously, because -- as many people have noted -- you are entitled to your own opinions, but not to your own facts.

    Sadly, many of the people who have noted this don't seem to get their facts straight before posting.

    *sigh*
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    We talked to the competent technician on Wednesday morning and he called Whirlpool up again and convinced them that they really should swap out the existing hot water heater. Armed with an RMA number, we set out for Lowe's.

    Where they were pretty much completely clueless. Even after calling over a more experienced person to the service desk, they couldn't manage to figure out from the original receipt that they had installed the water heater -- although it included lines like "Installed Sale". Nor did they understand how the installation of the new heater was supposed to be paid for, despite having sold me the extended "service" plan that had managed to keep us without regular hot water for more than two weeks.

    By the time we were done:

  • Despite having an RMA number, I would have to pay them for the new hot water heater. They would refund the money when the old one was returned.
  • They don't actually stock a water heater like the one that I had previously purchased. If I wanted that water heater as a replacement, I would have to wait two weeks for them to special order it.
  • But they did have a similar one with a lesser warranty. And it was not like I actually had a choice that did not involve two or more weeks with no hot water.
  • Oh, and I would have to pay for the installation and then send the receipt to the company that managed the service plan to get reimbursed for that.

    The net result of all this was shelling out nearly $1000 (reimbursable, assuming that no one messes up) for my covered replacement.

    Given the amount of stomach lining this has consumed, this has been a very expensive service plan.

    However, they did manage to schedule the install for today. The new water heater has been installed and appears to be working fine. The hulk is supposed to have been returned to Lowe's, so I should get that credit.

    And we have hot water.

    Finally.
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