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ICM Computers didn’t call me this morning, so I called them. They helpfully told me that they had no idea when the technician would be calling to fix my still-broken laptop.
At lunchtime, my friendly technician called to say that he wanted to come in the early afternoon. What with me actually having a life and things to do, that wasn’t really convenient. I’d tried to tell ICM Computers that in the morning, but they didn’t want to know.
He says he’ll come tomorrow morning. I can’t wait.