Skip to main content

T-mobile hot spots

I'm such a newbie to this whole wi-fi hotspot starbucks thing. When I purchased a day pass on Thursday to work on my laptop there I assumed that the 24 hour pass I bought could be used anytime until the time was up.

Turns out it's a consecutive pass, meaning to take full advantage of it I'd have to be here at Starbucks for a full 24 hours. Now I don't know about you, but hello?? I don't know of a 24 hour starbucks and I certainly would not and COULD not spend a full 24 hours there working.

In the first place, my brain would explode from attempting to write 24 hours non-stop, secondly, I'd be buying too many caramel apple ciders and eat up any writing profits I'd hope to make during that time. It's not exactly a win-win.

So when I couldn't sign in today you can understand my confusion when it said I had to buy more time. I called, they understood my problem and gave me another day pass, that I have to use for a consecutive 24 hours to receive the full benefit.

It's nearly four here. This means I won't get to leave until four tomorrow. I'm sure the staff will understand when I tell them I can't possibly leave because I'll lose money.

Perhaps I should handcuff myself to the espresso machine.

Comments

  1. HAHAHA!
    Do they give you a catheter? Which means that you will still have to be physically connected anyway.
    Wi-fi must stand for something else..I can guess the w and f. Actually if you use a Nor'Eastern accent it makes perfect sense.

    HAHAHA you are a riot.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I should have asked them if their wi-fi service came with a free catheter! Of course!

    I'll be sure and ask them.

    ReplyDelete
  3. how can you work in coffee shop? Isn't it full of kids? The one in town is - if I go in I can up the average age to oooooo about 18

    ReplyDelete
  4. Actually this one was full of adults for the most part. The only distraction was that loud noise when they are making whatever it is they make when they use a machine that makes a loud noise. Since I don't drink coffee I have no idea what it is.

    But I'm done going there. I can't afford to pay ten dollars a day for Internet access each time I'm there.

    ReplyDelete
  5. God, I didn't realise you had to pay. I just went in there and set up the laptop and no-one said a word. Maybe in New Mexico it's different.
    For the record I think it is really mean to charge for a wi-fi connection. I always feel good about the businesses's that supply it for free. It's an old-fashioned idea charging for it - Starbucks (old hippies my arse) are way behind.

    ReplyDelete
  6. It may very well be different in different places.

    All I know is....I had to pay.

    ReplyDelete
  7. If there is a representative from Starbucks reading this thread, and they wish to catch up with Tom, please contact me. I refuse to pay an extra 25p for my decaffeinated soya mocha just because some layabout with outdated ideals thinks that it is OK to steal from a small business struggling to make its way in a very competitive world.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Go ahead....tell me the truth :)

Popular posts from this blog

A Poem to an Abusive Man

I've been doing a bit of research on abuse, domestic violence and how it usually ends. It's not pretty and it's painful and I hurt every time I read another woman's tale of horror.

Did you know that emotional abuse is as detrimental as physical abuse? And that most emotional abusers continue on to become physical abusers? I didn't. I do now. I found a site where formerly abused women, on the path to recovery from their abusers, have written poems. This one below is one that haunted me.

Thank You

You wooed me with poetry
I bit on the hook
Had I only first read
The name of the book

I would have avoided
The very first page
For pages kept turning
Revealing the rage

The ups were a great high
The ride was a bash
But I rode with my eyes closed
To avoid seeing the crash
I knew it would come soon
But I never knew when
The rage and the leaving
And the path to the end

You had to control things
Determined you would
Emotionally destroying me
Every way that you could

Elderly Abuse

I heard a loud thud the other morning around 3:30 a.m. I checked my monitor but he'd once again turned it to the wall so I was unable to see if he was still in bed. I went downstairs right behind my sweet husband and dad was on the living room floor moaning and holding his head. He'd fallen. Hard.


The first picture is the day of the fall. The second is the day after. The black eye keeps blossoming. He has a gash on his head, hidden by his silver hair and he skinned his shoulder/arm. He's a mess.

Was he using his walker? Nope. 85 year old toddlers cannot be told what to do. Or rather, they can be told what to do, they simply won't comply. Ever. In fact they get down right angry and throw fits. It's not pretty.

His physical therapist came to the house the next day and strongly told him to use his walker EACH TIME HE STOOD UP. Has he? Nope. Nyet. He was very angry with me yesterday because I kept asking him to use his walker. Also, I asked him i…

Back

BACK

Back on the horse
Monkey on his back
I see no light
Not even a crack
Back to delusions
Back to the lies
I see through his words
He can't hear my cries

Back into his soul
Back into his veins
The poison he pours
Dark liquid his chains

Backed into a corner
Heartbroken and torn
Back into the needle
The eye of the storm

Back to the wall
Soul bruised torn and broken
Back to my pain
His eyes half open

Back into the horror
Will he ever come back
Back into the nightmare
A needle in a sack

Back into his childhood
I loved him with fury
Looking back on his life
His choices my jury

How did this happen
Back to evil and sin
How can he do this
Lines on his skin

Back to my weeping
Back to my sorrow
My son, my love,
Has no more tomorrows
(all rights reserved)