Any excuse to get out of the washing up.
We are both sitting supping coffee doing our blogwork, having checked our emails and the weather.
No emails after all that, blog readers now up straight, and it’s confirmed that we are in for a cold wet spell over the next few days, though by the weekend it should be bright and sunny again.
The Magnificent Seven get results.
We spoke to The Boss today.
It would appear that out of the seven live aboard vessels on our side of the Marina, 12 people have complained about the lack of service.
FINALLY, it has been accepted that there is a big problem with their server.
Nothing to do with the box on the wall, and it’s official that the little darlings playing their games working inside do not go through the outside box but are connected directly to a server that has ‘failed’.
So now that they are inconvenienced (and No, Hubby did not shoot it, though he felt like putting a hole in the damn thing), something is going to be done.
In fact, a little man was there in his van (with all the logo for internet connection etc on the side) this morning.
He was talking to The Boss, and as you would expect from a budget company fixer, had not brought a lap top or any computer testing equipment with him, as he was relying on using the computers in the office.
A timescale for resumed service has not been mentioned.
My sigh is almost big enough to warrant a reading on the Beaufort scale.
I spent many years working in a software support capacity and whenever I brought a user issue to the attention of the techies (i.e. I had investigated and had determined that the user was not the problem), their standard response was “It’s the user”. There seems to be a techie culture that dictates a default response which eliminates any possibility that it is their problem. You would think that, over time, they would soften that approach …………. but no.