Feb 9, 2018 03:16PM ChiSandy wrote:
With a snowstorm coming, I went out to the grocery & stocked up. Got home just before the snow began. Gordy & I had the deli counter's prime rib + 2 sides meal (Brussels sprouts & butternut squash), which got overcooked when I wrapped it in foil & warmed it up--no way to keep it medium-rare unless it stays cold--at 200F for 10 minutes. Gordy then went to his GF's for the weekend. Tomorrow, my solo dinner will be a smoked chicken quarter and the leftover sides from tonight. Bob's staying down in Oak Lawn tonight & Sat. at a hotel near his hospital. (He likes to park in the hospital's covered garage and walk the half-mile to & from the hotel). But Sat. morning he will be making rounds at another hospital, 25 min. from Oak Lawn in a poor neighborhood where the streets never get their potholes fixed, much less salted & plowed. (He cancelled his Sat. office hours and should have had someone else cover this hospital, considering it's his "weekend off"--yeah, right). Of course, I will be awakened every hour or so all night by phone calls from nurses & house staff who don't know he's not home (you'd think he'd notify the wards or at least the page office). And people want to know why I sleep in till noon.....
Complicating matters is that early Sat. evening we have a huge Indian banquet out in Downers Grove (35 mi. away from here and at least 40 min--even w/o snow--from the hotel in Oak Lawn) and Sun. evening a birthday party (for the widower of my friend who passed away last June) at the hotel back in Oak Lawn. And I have the AWD car--he insists on driving his Fusion Hybrid even though it's terrible in snow (low clearance, front-wheel drive) because of the fuel economy.
And I have been in telephone/fax hell all day and evening. When the answering machine portion of my phone/answering system (which along with my fax line is connected to my cable company's VOIP modem) broke last month, it took all my voice phone service down with it. The only thing Panasonic's tech support (and my cable company's) could suggest was that I de-activate the answering machine function and get phone company (the cable company) voice mail. So I called the cable company and told them I would like voice mail. Nobody thought to ask me if I wanted it on the fax line as well (and why would I). Just about that time, I stopped getting faxes. I can send them, print or copy, and the fax machine's line rings....and goes to voicemail!
Now, you may ask, why in this day and age would I need a fax machine? Well, ever since two MacOS upgrades ago, one can no longer use a Mac to fax without buying a separate program from third-party vendors. And even though I can tell people to send me e-mail attachments to print out, Bob gets EKGs faxed to him in the middle of the night. I could always run downstairs, print them out and bring them back up....but ERs can't send EKGs as e-mail attachments.
I spent literally hours today dealing with the cable company, which had never heard of such a problem before. Was handed off to tech after tech (and tortured with the world's most annyoing music-on-hold), each of whom assured me that there was no longer voicemail on the fax line--I just needed a couple of hours for it to take effect. Five hours later, I called the fax machine....which rang and went to voicemail! I called the cable company back, but the tech assured me there was no voicemail on the fax line. I picked up my cell, dialed the fax machine, put it on speaker, and got the generic voicemail greeting and request to leave a message. "NOW do you believe me?" I asked the tech. She was nonplussed, spent 20 min. trying to look stuff up and then said the "switching dept." was gone for the day and would have to call me in the morning. (So much for sleeping in). How much do you wanna bet I'm going to have to either get a second account & modem just for the fax line, or revert to Ma Bell? (no doubt, incurring a whopping fee for a service call).
Does anyone here have the telecom/IT expertise to figure this $#i+ out? (I just consoled myself with a lemon pački, the only remaining one at the bakery counter).