The Ballad of the Sad Wireless

[Note: not an actual ballad. I got three stanzas in and conceded the struggle. I'm just not a rhymer.]

The jist of it is: I did walk the dog before I went to work. And I also stopped to get a bagel, and I defy anyone, the people, to tell me I was wrong. First day of school calls for a bagel, full stop.

With the luck of angels I drove directly, more or less to a parking space. Got out, went in, had a breezy chat with the Provost at the foot of the stairs, opened my office door, and found that I could not get online.

What ho? I had shit to do online, the people. I had discussion posts to write and links to create, and all manner of online course building. There I sat in my office on the first day of classes, fully prepared to work my little heart out, and a necessary condition of that work was not present.

So I did what any sensible person in my position would do. I posted a note and went home, where I worked happily all afternoon. Work wireless: fail. Nonetheless: necessary work: done. Internet: accessed. Class: posted.

Hope your day was half as productive. I mean it.