Dear Comcast (part 4 or 5)
I am still deeply disappointed in your service. I miss Insight more and more everyday. I have shoddy at best service and we won’t even get going on your techs!
Here is what I want from you.
- An internet connection that stays up for at least one full day.
- An internet connection that is as fast as you claim it is.
- To be able to check my email without having to watch the loading bar for minutes.
- For you to stop lying in your horrid commercials
- An explanation as to why my connection went from blazing fast with Insight to incredibly slow with you?
- An explanation as to why my connection seems to hang up several times a day.
- I want this all from someone who knows what they are talking about not one of your “technicians”.
There is so much more I would love to say to you but it seems to be wasted. I do hope you get your act together before the competition comes to town!
Dear Ronald
Dear Ronald,
I went to one of your dining establishments this morning. I was in the mood for some sausage gravy. So much so that I got up early and ventured out in the cold rain to vanquish this desire. Rather than go to one of the local truck-stops, where I am almost guaranteed a nice order of gravy, I chose your place of business.
I got out of my truck, the drive thru was extremely busy, and went inside to order my breakfast. There was no line inside, as everyone seemed to want to use your drive-up convenience, ordered my meal and went back to my vehicle. I drove home immediately and unwrapped my “sausage” gravy and biscuit, as I poured out the gravy from the Styrofoam container I was dismayed to make a horrid discovery.
Apparently, in order to make “sausage” gravy, you are only required to make sure it has at least 4 tiny pieces of sausage. Four, 4, FOUR! What the heck! I understand that the price of pork is up and the white gravy mix is cheap, but I really expected more from you. I would expect at least the equivalent of one sausage patty to be in my gravy. What I found was closer to what you scrape off the grill after you cook them. Needless to say, I was quite disappointed and more than a little angry.
I would love to say that I will never eat at your restaurants again, but that is a promise I can not keep. You are still a convenient way to feed my kids when no one wants to cook, or when we want to grab a bite to eat on the way to where ever we may be going. What I can say, without fear of being wrong, is that I will never order your “sausage” gravy and biscuit again. The next time that craving hits me I will either go to Hardee’s or a truck stop!
Sincerely,
Jeff A.
(Update- this was also forwarded to their corporate offices!)
Post Poor
I have nothing really, not a thing.
I posted a new picture in the photoblog and even it is pretty blah. I would say that my weekend was average. Nothing awesome to report although…
My church had a talent night Saturday. While there was some talent portions it seemed more like a chance to play jokes on unsuspecting church members than anything. From making them sit on ice cold wet towels to trying to make them eat tainted chocolate pies, it was all there.
Usually I find that sort of thing funny, but I really wasn’t anticipating it for a church talent show so it was unexpected and slightly unwelcome. I think some lessons were learned though. Such as the following:
1) Children and whipped cream pies do not mix.
2) If you are going to try and feed someone a chocolate pie that has garlic in it you might want to plug their nose temporarily as the smell was pretty much a give away!
3) With number 2 in mind you might also not want to give a free spirit a bad smelling pie without tying their hands down first. It took awhile to get the chocolate off the walls and the people!
Sure, it could have been fun had I been expecting a free for all but I wasn’t. So instead I left the church that night feeling slightly disappointed. Fortunately for me I wasn’t involved in any pie activities so I came out smelling better than most!
Meh
I had promised pictures from the fair. My work found a way to destroy that opportunity, plus disappoint my kids in the process. I had told my girls we would be going to the fair Saturday to spend the day and ride all the rides. My work decided to make Saturday mandatory, well for some. I haven’t figured out how some people got out of it, but I couldn’t. The girls were disappointed. They still got to go, but I didn’t get to stay very long so Becky had to do it. It broke my heart on many levels. I really love the fair and I really love to enjoy it with my family. I couldn’t go during the week since Desi had summer school which let out just before I had to go to work. Saturday was the last day and now we have to wait another year. Next time I will take a vacation day during the week and take them!
I have spent a lot of time at work lately. I came in early Thursday and Friday and then had to work Saturday, bleh. Thursday I had to chase down the UPS man with my personal vehicle with an order that had to be shipped. Do you think anyone bothered to thank me for that extra bit of effort? You would be wrong unless you think making me break a promise to my wife and children is their way of saying thanks.
Yeah, enough griping. I only have one day off now and between church and getting all my yard work done it wont be very restful! I would wait and mow later but it is getting really high now. It took me a few hours to find my daughter out front the other day as she got lost in the grass. Hey maybe I could convince the neighbors its ornamental grass just like the purple fescue in my garden!




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