After Jay left, I called another wireless company to get better internet. Should be easy, right?
Not so fast.
First, you should know that Jaysen is a technology addict. Some men like power tools, others like porn and some go for the alcohol and smokes. Give Jaysen $10,000 in a place like Best Buy, he would be in heaven. I'm betting that the only way Best Buy would be any better for him is if the nerds were replaced by smart Hooters girls on skates.
Before he left for Kuwait, Jaysen had set up our VOIP so that we could plug the phones in any phone jack throughout the house and they would work. That way, we wouldn't have to run telephone lines from the modem of the second floor to the first floor where we wanted our phone to be plugged in.
He's a genius, I tell ya.
Today "the guy" came in to connect my internet and he doesn't think Jay is a genius, at all.
Poor guy.
He opened my closet and found the rats nest of wires that Jaysen left behind. The guy started talking trash about his work. I was already flustered and finally said "Could you please be less insulting to my husband? He's won awards for his work and has helped establish communications in third world countries. He knows what he is doing. There is a reason it is done like that."
He said "But he's not here. That's the problem." Oh, I am so sorry that his absence is an inconvenience for you.
"Yeah." I agreed, "that's a problem on a multitude of levels."
The guy had to leave because he had other appointments. Before he left he said "I can fix it. But it's going to take 2 or 3 hours. My boss will probably make me start from scratch and I don't know when I will be able to do it." Yeah, your boss probably will ask that you start from scratch. Mostly because they are wanting to charge $75 / hour.
After he left, Jaysen called me and walked me through how to tone out the cables. I had all of the rooms figured out in under 20 minutes. Now all of the cables are color coded all pretty-like.
You can't really see it, but the cat5 cables now have fluorescent stickers on them. Those stickers match other stickers that are on the telephone jack in every room of our house. There was one that has no match and that one is that one that we are looking for, because it belongs outside. Clever, huh?
I can't take credit for all of it. My genius husband walked me through step by step and room by room. It would have been better if he were home to do it himself...naked. He doesn't have to be naked, but while I'm fantasizing about him being home...
When the guy came back, I think he wasn't expecting me to do what I did. Guy 2 had called earlier and said "I just spoke to the guy and he said that it's probably going to take more than an hour and he will have to reschedule."
"No, it's not. I've already toned all of the cables out for him." (For the record, I don't know if that's the technical term or not. I just like sounding as if I know what I am talking about.)
"He needs to find the D cable."
"I've already found it for him."
See?
"He will come back after 4:00 and reassess what needs to be done."
Darn tootin.
When the guy came back, he was relieved that I had fixed whatever was bothering him before. I asked him if he would set it up so the router would work in my bedroom. "No, I can't. I don't have time to find the cable that's going to your room."
Not to be outdone by some dumb boy, I pointed out "you don't have to. It's the yellow one." So he connected the yellow cable and the outside cable. When he was outside, I went upstairs and connected the Cat5 jackbox using the green wire and the brown wire for the orange wire. I even did it right the first time!
When the guy came back in, he was surprised that I had connected it all by myself...though not as surprised as I was. I didn't mess it up!!!
Woohoo!
1 comment:
Whoo Hoo!! That is soo cool. I could never do that. Good job!
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