For the first time in a long time, I have a woman asking me if I want to meet for a coffee.
I’d love to, but some fucking moron decided to dig without calling first and busted open a water main for the whole neighborhood and now I can’t even take a shower. I am about to go to the store to buy a bunch of jugs of water just so I can flush the toilet.
No timeline on when it’s going to be fixed, either.
Sometimes it really feels like the universe just likes to spit in my fucking face and then laugh at me.
Calling is how you get someone to make sure there’s no cables down there.
I doubt they’d mark non-dangerous, buried by the lowest bidder, no paperwork fiber cables. But you never know.
They’re supposed to.
It’s all part of the service, right? Also losing internet could be dangerous in the same way a landline phone cable is. (Ie preventing someone with VOIP phone service from calling for help.)
It can also cause harm for people who work from home, etc.