I phoned Virgin Media today on my mobile. I couldn't get to speak to a person, but then received an automated message from them. This told me that my appointment was due (I knew this) tomorrow (I knew this as well). It told me that there was a fault on my line (I knew this, but I questioned the logic of calling me on the apparently faulty phone to tell me this...It was an automated voice though, and consequently didn't reply...silly me). It asked if I would like to keep the appointment. I chose the "No" option. It told me I had chosen the "No" option (I knew this). It asked me to confirm that I knew this. I did confirm this because, as previously mentioned, I had chosen this option. It told me that the appointment for Friday had been cancelled. Imagine how I laughed, when I realised that I had not actually cancelled the engineer who was coming out to fix the fault that had remedied the problem, but the appointment for my new installation of the upgraded broadband service! How I laughed as I listened to the Kooks for half an hour whilst waiting to speak to someone. To my horror, I got thrrough to someone who was able to remedy the situation immediately! I was overjoyed.
In order to relax and calm down, I then chose to upgrade my iPhone and my iPad to the new IOS5 operating system. The world of Twitter was of course full of very angry young men...well I am making a rather sweeping generalisation, that they are all geeky little fan boys. We had all eagerly awaited the upgrade for several weeks and today was the day. However, as with all Apple upgrades, we had to wait until six on the evening. It was not without a sense of futility that I attempted to log into iTunes at six to see of I could upgrade. I eventually had an upgraded mobile at about none the next morning, although I hasten to add, I did not stay up all night, I left it to merrily do its business. It failed seven or eight times before I was succesful. I did no work today.
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