A week's truly a lifetime in Twitterland
Being 'off the grid' for a few days provided a welcome opportunity for reflection
THERE had been no landline, no internet in this house for a week since the night of the big wind. That's a week in ordinary time, which is not quite the same thing as Christmas time.
For example, the man in the Eircom machine kept telling me that their technical staff are working on a resolution of the problem "right now". Which indeed they may well have been -- it's just that I'm the sort of fellow who'd hear the words "right now" and expect to see a van load of phone repair lads pulling up outside the door or shinning up the telegraph pole across the road, the one that I believe was struck by lightning.
But maybe that's not how it works at all. Unfortunately I couldn't debate this with the man in the machine because he is not really a man. He is just a voice, programmed to say the right thing, at the right time. Which is always "right now".