why you shouldn't buy a Dell 17 Mar 2006 05:34 pm
Resolution, sort of.
- So we know now why David’s wings were so hot…”Insanity” is Zaxby’s highest level of heat, not medium. And after two days of payin’ for it, he’s ready to think “wings” again. In response to Sarah’s comment on the post below, he says, “we’re going to have to get in that”
- The Dell is going back for good, money to be returned. It spent all week being “worked on”, only to be returned UNFIXED. Calling Dell Support was every bit the nightmare that it was last week only this time I cut it short. NO Sir…I will NOT turn the computer back on in safe mode and mess with the settings again. I will NOT contact my cable company and tell them it’s thier fault. I was very direct, which seemed to throw him into a total tizzy. Actually, make that FIVE “hims” with all the transfering to different departments. Finally Him Number Five said I could return the computer for a refund and gave me the Customer Care number. It was a phone sex chat line!!!! Back to Dell support, through the transfer line, to the “back door” of the company. Turns out, just as the customer is leaving Dell products, you get an articulate English speaking service rep who is sympathetic and eager to actually help. Should’ve put her up front. Anyway, lesson learned. This blog averages 10k hits a month: may all my readers beware of Dell!
- excellent little find of a violin repair shop here in town! The bridge repair cost only 10 bucks, included a new string, and was ready as I waited. Constrast that with the private muscian across town I had to use in Fl, leave it there for a week, and cough up 30 bucks and I think we’ve improved :-).
- Finch Report: We have Bruce and Jane and the so-far-yet-to-be-acceptably-named. They chit chat and play and are quiet at night only I dislike how two of them shun the third and won’t let it sleep in the nest.
- The Flu continues; we are all at various stages. But thankfully Wheaton’s ear is draining properly and fevers are staying fairly low. Hope it’s over soon. Seems it’s okay that it waylaid our gardening plans for the weekend; temps are suposed to drop anyway.