Not only is it my birthday (that means presents for you – more on that later today), but I also was able to finally give a big, fat, offense, rabidly angry middle finger to my ISP.
They’re called Movistar here in Spain – but that’s just a new name they took on because of the royally screwed reputation Telefonica has built for themselves. Telefonica – Movistar = same same.
Walking through town yesterday, I saw three guys with Jazztel uniforms and clipboards.
I remember Jazztel from a few years ago, and they rock. But, in this town they had no coverage so I had no choice but to go with Movistar when I moved back here a year ago.
And I really didn’t want to sign up with Movistar, because they suck hairy monkey balls.
I stopped the guys: