The last glass
Today was not a successful day. In the very early hours, my monitor went on the blink and I broke my only remaining pint glass. It was not a good pre-bed chain of events. Forward to the morning and my monitor made one flicker of life and then grimly stopped working. The situation definitely demanded immediate action on my part and for once I rose to the occasion. It was quite a surprise to find myself on the phone to Dell straight away. Things then got stranger.
Getting through did not take long and only a few more minutes had me at monitor support. The woman I spoke to had me check my cable, try an alternate cable in an alternate port and then told me that they would ship me a like-for-like aged replacement tomorrow (my monitor was a little shy of two years old). She then took my contact details and that was it. No charge and no fuss. I was barely able to speak, I was so surprised. I can still hardly believe that it happened.
Reality, however, reasserted itself a little later, when my laptop packed in as well. I'd been half expecting for a long time, but nonetheless it was very bad because I could neither 'work' nor get online and this meant I could not communicate with Megan. Needless to say I was not happy.
Should I mention that my printer has given up the ghost, that a few days ago my battery charger blew up and my big lens only works about thirty per cent of the time (and falling)? Also, a string on my favourite guitar broke last week, of its own accord.
Of course, when one's head is in a dark place, seeing things in a worse light is normal. Even so, my recent run of luck with inanimate objects is rather, well, unlucky. I keep wondering now what will be next.
I ended up having to call Megan using my landline phone. Imagine how much that must have cost... I'm trying not to!