My broadband decided to die on me for a couple of days.
Do they not know the repercussions of taking away what has become my sustenance?
Even people in rehab get weaned off their substances and have their twelve-step programs to work through recovery and sponsors to call when they feel like they're losing the plot.
I got no twelve-step program, no sympathy and a rather harrowing experience with Screwmyx's 'technical support' assistance.
I wanted to punch out the doors, chomp on computer cables, throw a chair out the window and stomp on little furry animals to ease the jitters and cold sweats.
Thank god for ice-cream and chocolates.
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