November 17, 2021

The attic contains yet another huge cable worker, my Internet service having gone out yet again. You’d think self-preservation would incline these men to slenderness. 

Damaged my elbow while pulling the comforter over myself last night. 

Jimmy, the cable worker, couldn’t find the cause of my outage, which was somewhere outside and down the line. He just put in another cable. Hilariously, two account reps appeared at my house while he was here trying to sell me AT&T phone service, offering new services while the one I already had was down for the second time in a month. I said I’d call them back. Bobby and Rob. I gave them books.