Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Fibertel

I canceled my Internet connection yesterday.

You have to show up in person for this. I was already at Santa Fe and Pueyrredón, so I stopped at the Coronel Diaz office of Fibertel.

The Coronel Diaz office of Fibertel looked like the place where hope goes to die. People with long, tired faces milled about. There weren't enough chairs. Agitation hung in the air.

Also, it smelled like feet.

I took a number. My number was 42. They were calling number 82.

Ugh.

I remembered Fibertel had a few offices in outlying neighborhoods, so I decided to give one of those a shot.

Score! The Villa Urquiza location, at Avalos 1910, had exactly one person waiting before me. I was in and out in about 5 minutes. It was fantastic.

I told the woman who helped me about my trip to the Palermo branch earlier that day and how I would so be blogging about this when I got back home.

"Really?" she asked. "You're going to blog about this?"

"Sure," I said.

"But how many people could it possibly interest?" she asked.

I threw my head back and my deep, booming laugh echoed across the office. "You obviously haven't seen my blog," I shouted behind me, adjusting my cape and leaping skyward in a single fluid motion.

4 comments:

Robert said...

Cool. I might have to go there for my cancellation. I always go to the Suipacha-Corrientes office & surprisingly enough there is never much of a wait. And I get to go to the Palacio de la Pizza for empanadas. How can that be a bad thing?

Esteban said...

You never know where hope is going to die.

Which is why you should always carry a box of sueños y delirios* with you. I know I do!

*ideal para Papá

Lor said...

Did you give her the URL for your blog? So she can see how interesting it is??

Dan said...

With the blog's days numbered, that would have just been cruel.