So I'm gone So one of my bosses so long for the nerves ("Do you want to isolate myself from the world?" / "German asylum seekers have no right to the information highway?" / "Phone home ..." (with nasal the index finger like ET-up) until he has rausgerueckt a USB modem.
In short, pithy words: small, black plug, into the USB port to enjoy 3.6 Mbit. No matter where, when, why ...
So it is now that I can sit in Gamla Stan in a cafe, eating warm apple pie with vanilla sauce, synchronized to drink 5 liters of Latte Macchiato and can write this blog entry.
last a whole man;)
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Some of the Uli-email receiving-people might have wondered about the problems I was griping about during my first days here in Sweden. It wasn't the usual encounter with an - AGAIN - different mentality (this time "gosh! they are so... normal..") - nope... the biggest problem of all was internet access at my new residence. Soon I've discovered that only after 3 days in a new apartment the landlord's lack of understanding technology can lead to spontaneous expulsion of me as a tenant. To put it in a nutshell: I still do not have a fixed internet access in my apartment and will never have one (although access was my precondiion for moving in). And the neighbour's unprotected network isn't really a real smash...
This fact made me getting on peoples' nerves at work. So my boss constantly had to listen to:
"Do you want to isolate me from the rest of the world??" / "Do German asylum seekers not have the right to an information superhighway??" + an index finger like E.T. whining "skype hoooome...." until he finally came with a solution: USB-modem. --> plug into the USB port, immediately enjoy 3,6 mbit everywhere and at all times.
That's why I am now able to sit in Gamla Stan , eat warm apple pie with vanilla sauce, drink Latte Macchiat by the litre AND write this blog entry.
Finally a complete human being again.. ;)
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