Squirrels Are Evil...But Todd Was Pretty Cute

Three repairs guys and one incredibly long week later...my Internet has finally been fixed.

I started noticing earlier this week that my Internet connection was slowing down each evening. Beginning at around 7 p.m., pages would really start to load slowly and, by 11 p.m., I couldn't load pages at all.

Needless to say...it's been a frustrating week for posting here and trying to play catch up at Gray's in the evening.

I called Comcast and they sent out a repair guy on Tuesday during the lunch hour. Nice guy...brought the speed up a little. But that evening, things were slow again. The guy had said that it might be slowing down because of the cold weather causing the lines to contract.

I tried to make things work, but by Friday I had really gotten frustrated. Paying nearly $50 a month for high-speed Internet doesn't do me a bit of good if I can only access during the hours I'm at the office.

So I called Comcast again on Friday...and this time they sent a guy out in the evening.

Another really nice guy...very helpful. He actually got to see how slowly the connection was running.

But he said one more visit would be necessary so that the outside connection could be checked.

So, today, Todd came.

I love Todd.

He's a brilliant, brilliant man...and I really liked seeing him hop the fence in the backyard, tote his ladder, and climb to fix the cable line...the whole time wearing a utility belt that mesmerized me with its various array of tools and cables.

He came back inside and went to the computer.

"How's it going?" I asked...trying to not look like a goober wearing a t-shirt that read "Shoot. Blow. Holster."...which was hard...because I am a goober...and was wearing a t-shirt that read "Shoot. Blow. Holster."

Todd clicked around on my little laptop a time or two then said, "I think you're ready."

"It's fixed?"

"Yes ma'am. You're running really well and you've got a really good connection."

"Why...thank you." I blushed and batted my eyes...and then realized he was talking about my Internet. "Um...what was wrong?"

"Squirrels had chewed through the line pretty good."

"And that would make the line more susceptible to the elements at night when the temperature dropped?" I said...wanting to impress Todd with the power of my deductive reasoning.

"Yep."

"Well...Todd...thank you for your help and for coming out on a Saturday."

"You're welcome and just call us if you have any more problems."

Briefly...the thought of sabotaging my own line went through my mind.

"Oh...I will, Todd...I will."

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