The monitor to replace the monitor that needed to be fix finally reappared from Repairland, leaving only the weird, temperamental videocard issues that Gremlin’s tower has had since day one. So I spent a night reformatting that instead of doing anything else.
So, the monitor we got to replace the monitor that broke [because we didn’t think the other one would ever reappear]…broke. Which tells me a lot about why Acers are always on sale. And we sent it in.
And today, I get a call from someone — I never got her name, or, rather I never understood it because she must’ve been talking to me through a slab of styrofoam wrapped cheese, or something — telling me to call her back at her direct line.
Why? Because they have a monitor that doesn’t match any of their records.
I just checked, and FedEx reported that the monitor had been delivered [and I now have the guy’s signature in pdf form], so I figure now would be the time to call up and find out what the hell I’m supposed to do with that reference number.