On Saturday, we walked into an O2 store to yell at people. It’s been almost 6 weeks without basic human rights. I’ve spent about every other day at Starbucks, buying a €1.90 tea to check my email and catch up on news. Something had to change.
The O2 people tell us that a technician still has to come to the house to do something, even though I insisted that a) a technician was already there and b) the line works just fine because c) I tested it with someone else’s modem. We were even told by the call center that their system made a mistake or the technician forgot to set a flag that notified his presence. “You should have your modem in 2 – 3 days!”
We walked to all the O2 stores in the area (they’re scattered around like Apotheke), until we found a store with a group of employees who were actually useful. Long story short, they sold us a USB dongle that gives us a version of human rights that moves a little slower and doesn’t contain as many rights per month as a typical DSL package, but at least I don’t need to become friends with the Starbucks people. I fear we don’t have the bandwidth for me to post many photos, but at least I can write about our adventures.
Speaking of adventures, I bought a gigantic box of cheese from Lidl (the discount grocery store), after begging Alissa to let me. It cost about €6, and only fits in our fridge because I removed all the important things, like milk and eggs. Inside the container were 5 or 6 mini rounds of cheese, soaked in brine. How awesome is that?! Anyway, I’m on my 4th chunk of cheese now, and I have to say the cheese is lovely. I’m going to try to fry some now. In fact, I have to cut this blog post short, because I just remembered the cheese. If the populations in oppressed countries had this much cheese, they wouldn’t even need human rights.
Should I add butter to the pan when I fry the cheese? Ha ha ha! Trick question. Of course I should!