I haven't posted in awhile because Blogger forgot that I existed…or something like that. I've been trying for over a month to fix the problem (problem: I couldn't post anything new) and have not been able to figure out how to do it.
And Blogger doesn't have a 1-800 number you can call, one that's readily available that I could find anyway. They want you to go through 18 pages of various questions to "verify" that you are "you" (whom they don't remember) and not some hacker. Seriously. If I am "me" and I can't find "me," how in the world is a hacker going to get the job done?
Where is a good English speaking customer service rep when you need them? Am I right?
So, after lots of frustration, I finally brought in the big guns: THE TEENAGER.
Yes, all blog posts of wit and wisdom will now be available to you due to the skill and finesse of a sixteen year old. Why didn't I think of that earlier? Anyway, it's a temporary fix, but one that kept me from going completely insane and calling Bloggers Anonymous for counseling.
Google, if it were at all possible, you would be dead to me. But since that is impossible, my teenager and I will be back to fight you another day.
Sincerely,
Frustrated in FW
