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So I have a semi. Not a full one.

I’m talking about the internet connection.

I’ve been off line for about 2 weeks because my phone company and internet provider CANNOT sort out my broadband connection. I’ve tried everything to get these incompetents to activate my connection. Faceman would fail this one, I tell you. Last night, to pass the time and kill the boredom I started ringing random numbers in the States and chatting to people.

One ‘phone sarge/social engineering scam’ went really well. I bullshitted my way past 2 watchdog types, using different voices and accents to bamboozle them and fed back keywords they were dropping. They then put me through to the vice-president of their major financial company who proceeded to give me financial details on major European operators for free.

Not quite the internet, but it was good to practise social skills again. And it didn’t take long to get some quality interactions going. I could say more about what happened but I’ll plead the 5th Amendment and avoid self-incrimination. Weird how I can get all kinds of sensitive and useful shit from America with some sarge talk but can’t get through to the numbskulls to who I am freaking paying to connect me to the net. Isn’t it ironic, don’t you think? A little bit too ironic, yeah I really do think. I’m half connected via dial up thanks to my own ingenuity and no thanks to the people who should be helping me reach the wider world.

So I’m back in England, got set up in a nice new apartment in a great location and am settling into a new job that, again, let’s me practise my social skills. All good to be paid to hone one’s communication.

I’ll write more when I can get this damned internet connection fixed.