Notes from a Coffee Shop

I’ve been trying, without success, for three hours to get online at home. It’s so sad when you can’t count on stolen wi-fi to check your e-mail. It’s difficult calling tech support when you don’t have an account. And I can’t figure out why I can’t get online. The little wi-fi pop-up balloon says “signal strength excellent” yet nothing’s doing when I try to access my e-mail or even look for porn. And before you ask- it’s with both Explorer and everyone’s beloved Firefox.

So here I am, at the It’s a Grind on Atlantic. Apparently the wi-fi signal is so strong here, people can actually sit in their cars on the other side of the parking lot and access it. I wish I had known that before I laid down $3.35 for a mocha. Lesson learned. Although the bigger lesson might be that I should actually stop stealing wi-fi from my neighbors and pony up the twenty-something bucks a month extra to have my own Internet access.