Saying Goodbye

The next morning we had to wake up quite early, since the installer from Verizon was scheduled to show up sometime between 8 AM and noon. Oh joy...so we got up and got showered. Then we started to build some more furniture to pass the time. The Verizon guy showed up, took about 20 minutes to look around and make some phone calls and then comes back only to tell me that my property management company does not want him to put fiber lines into the building yet for the internet and TV. They don't want any of that going in until the construction is near complete, which won't be until September sometime.

I'm miffed and so I call Verizon to set up an order for DSL (much to my displeasure). As I am calling them and responding to their automated system, I keep getting redirected to a message telling me that my new telecommunications company is Frontier. I know that this isn't right because that only happened in Washington. So I keep calling for at least half an hour, trying various options on the system and even calling Frontier. I deduce that it must be my 425 area code that is throwing off the system and causing them to think that I am calling from Washington. So I tried calling from my 509 number, hoping that might work. No dice. So, at this point I am beyond angry with them. I spend ten dollars to get my 509 phone number changed to a 412 number. I call them again and sure enough, I'm talking to a rep in 45 seconds. That is crap.

What's even more ironic is that after all that effort, I end up calling this door-to-door salesman who stopped by my place with a flyer for Comcast and got him to come back and give me a really great deal on internet and TV. So I canceled the Verizon order and went with Comcast.

The rest of the day involved Dad and I going to a different Wal-Mart and shopping for all the consumable household items like soaps and other things like that. We also got some more groceries. We also stopped into the local chain called Giant Eagle for some more groceries, like produce and the like.

Friday comes. This is Dad's day to leave. We go down to the CMU campus and look around and me, still being very unfamiliar with the campus, isn't quite sure where to go. I managed to find the info desk and I asked them where to get my ID card. After being kindly directed, I went and got my ID card (which was free, to my surprise). Then Dad checked in online for his flight and drove me back to the apartment. At this point, I helped him clean out the car and pack his things in the car. We said goodbye and I watched him drive off, on his way to the airport.

I went back into my room and just kind of took it all in, sulking a little bit. I didn't do much the rest of the evening besides be on the computer. I wasn't motivated to do much else.

But don't worry, I got out that weekend a little bit.