Result: Charter bites back

The great internet dry spell of aught-eight continues in the Quebecker household.  It’s not that I’m that upset by the absence of the internets; on the contrary, it’s been oddly relaxing.  The few times it has been missed were mostly inconsequential, for example, wanting to look up a recipe or GTA cheat codes.  I think that’s why I haven’t noticed it much- GTA San Andreas has stepped up to fill in the lonely hours I would have spent surfing.

Yesterday, the 15th of January, I got another bill from Charter, after the Charter Representative explicitly told me I’d not have to pay any further charges.  As it turns out, rather than deal with the muss/fuss of asking me to return my leased modem, they’d rather just charge me for not returning it and hope I wouldn’t notice.  I stabbed Charter’s number into the telephone keypad, and explained (while trying to mask my contempt)  to the Charter rep that I hadn’t been contacted about returning the modem and that I wasn’t going to pay them a single penny.  They responded that it was just a misunderstanding (that should be their corporate motto!) and they would send a serviceman on Friday between 9-5.  I didn’t bother to ask if they knew what time, because they never do.

Meanwhile, I’m nearly done with Perfume: The story of a Murderer.  I’d first seen the movie in Germany, and decided I should follow up by reading the novel.  I won’t give away any spoilers, but the book does make you think about the nature of scent, and what scent you emit.  I can vaguely recall the scent of Ape’s apartment, and she likewise remembers the scent of my bachelor-abode.  Are our scents now combined into a melange?  Or do they just tolerate each other, like Ape & I?

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