techrecovery | ATTENTION: ASSHAT SUCTOMER (Reply)

If you call this desk stating that you cannot connect to the network, expect that I will require you to follow my instructions.

No, I do not care if you have done this before. Now please SHUT THE F**K UP and do what the F**K I tell you.

Nor do I care if "it worked fine yesterday". Yesterday, I was deep in the bliss of City of Heroes, fantasizing that it was your face on the bodies of the villians I was thrashing. Welcome to today, where you can't connect, and I have to deal with people like you, who have a lower IQ than the average cabbage, and whine incessantly to the point that my teeth are cracking because I'm gritting them together so hard. People like you make the guests on Jerry Springer look like the f**kin' MENSA intelligentsia elite!

The only sound I want to hear right now is the pump action of a shotgun. I don't care if it's aimed at your head or my head, because either way, I'd know my torment is at an end.

Where's my antacids...and the single malt scotch I need to wash them down with...