No thanks to a nearby lightning strike, the pond’s NBN-supplied modem was completely fried, more fritz than a Mar-a-lago Halloween romp with Pauline, Gina, King Donald and saucy, scantily clad, deeply Xian women.
No worries, you propose. Malware’s mighty NBN will immediately spring into action and make things right.
And indeed they will. They have promised, Scout’s Honour, from the days when that meant something, to send along a fix in the next day or so, and make things right. Or maybe not, who knows?
Ah Malware, you’ve done it again. Why you invented the Optus internet! How lucky is the pond?!
The pond will return, but the precise timing is in the lap of the Malware gods, sadly by which time snaps of those cavorting, deeply Xian women will be a fading memory...
Being on that cockamamie 'tower to roof' compromise on compromise, that was supposed to be just so much better value for money, the estate has a day or two 'off' the NBN every few weeks, for reasons that are never spelled out to us. We are prone to saying, borrowing from an old commercial 'Thank you, Mis-tah Turn-bull'.
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