Something like this: F.
Yes, we know, it’s unseemly to be grousing about our lack of Internet access and Cable TV when so many people went without electricity for so long**, or still don’t have it---like many of our blacked-out neighbors, some of whom took to the streets a couple of days ago for a sign-waving protest against CenterPoint that drew Jeff McShan and his Channel 11 camera (had we been apprised of the gathering we would have wandered over with our guitar and serenaded the protesters with a couple of verses of Ohio). But as of this writing it’s been more than 2 weeks, and what has us riled is not so much that we’re missing Project Runway and can’t stay up-to-the-minute on the imminent collapse of the U.S. financial system, but that Comcast has done such a dreadful job of explaining itself to its customers (namely us, for starters). On top of that, since the hurricane passed the company has been airing an appallingly insulting commercial angling for new customers---while it can’t even service many of its existing ones!---that desecrates the memory of Sam Houston, our town’s namesake and the greatest Texan of all (greater than Willie Nelson, Darrell Royal and your grandma combined).
Just this Saturday morning we rang up Comcast and after being on hold for 25 minutes (we were in a hurry to leave the house and our patience was thin) a harried-sounding woman told us that our area indeed had service and the problem must lie solely at our house. We said this could not be so, because everything looked OK on our drop line and none of our neighbors had their Comcast services, but she said, no, we were wrong and the earliest she could send a technician would be Tuesday. It was then we lost our shit and began asking for the apocryphal “supervisor,” but the woman resolutely refused to transfer us to a higher-up, explaining, “I’m sorry, sir, but there’s lots of customers in your position right now” (meaning, apparently, on the verge of coronary thrombosis). The woman’s explanation was entirely different from the one we’d been given during our previous four calls: that services were out in our area and Comcast couldn’t say when they would be restored. Sure enough, 20 minutes later our neighbor, who had been on the horn to Comcast at the same time we were, related that she had been told that services were out in the "entire area," wherever that encompasses, and it was not known when they would be back up, etc.
It was like that the whole time. On the Monday after the storm we called to report the outage and after the obligatory 25-minute wait we asked whether we would be charged for our non-services and and the woman said “that has not been decided.” The next day we read in the Chronicle that a Comcast spokesman or woman had assured customers they would be credited for the outages. Then we ran into an old guy we know at our YMCA who was using its wi-fi and who said he had called Comcast earlier that day and been told there there would be no credits … Then the next day we read in the Chronicle (again) that yes, customers would be credited, but they had to call or email to request that they not be charged.
And so on
“We're connecting and disconnecting," he went on. "But you’re not restoring service to your customers?” we asked. “Oh yes, we’re doing that too," he replied. "But shouldn't y'all be busy getting service back to the people who've paid for it, making that a priority?" we asked. "Exactly!" said the Comcast man, in a very delightful post-colonial English accent. "You need to call them and tell them that," he added helpfully. "Naw, man," said we, "we're tired of calling Comcast---we're gonna go home and finish reading the Bible." "Excellent!" said he.
WHOA … HOLD ON---sure enough, just as we were winding up this tirade with a blast of fact-based invective that was sure to send Comcast stock plummeting by half when the markets open, our neighbor rushed over to announce that her CABLE WAS BACK ON. And so is ours, and our Internet, too. We have been made whole again. But Comcast is still a wretched outfit ... and that Sam Houston commercial, especially that phony
*We're wondering when the paper is gonna get around to reporting how the Jews have fared, post-Ike, 'cause we've been worried. Naw, scratch that, maybe a report on how all white people are doing would be better ...
**We were among the blessed who had electricity throughout the storm and afterward, thus allowing us to watch Neil Frank repeatedly liken a hurricane to a "figure skater" while the very winds he was pointing to on the radar representation howled outside. The reason we had electricity is because God looked down and saw that we were among the righteous and deserving. You who went so long without power should take it as a warning to mend your ungodly ways.
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