Problem-Solving
Mar. 12th, 2007 07:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thessalianI've been trying to send an email to the fine people at PlayOnline about the problems I've been having with connectivity issues in game. I filled out all the stupid information they were looking for and then wrote them a note in the "nature of problem" bit saying, "Connection issues in certain zones - 'received' bar drops to zero and game times out. Other users report problems in entirely different zones." Then click "Confirm". It tells me that the form is improperly filled in and that I should go back and redo the problem area. Below that, they list the area where there's been an error. The 'problem area' turns out to be where their stupid fucking software looks up my system information and lets me copy/paste it into the relevant box. So there are dead zones with no connectivity to speak of, GM petition system is fucked and now I can't send a message to the tech helpdesk. And still the only message we get on the FFXI main page is "Connectivity issues are your damn problem" from back on the 10th. So ... yeah, I'm screwed and have no idea what my other options are. Apart from sublimating the desire to beat the 'fine' people at PlayOnline like a red-headed stepchild.
But I suppose I have ample distractions from that in the fact that my back still aches, having not completely recovered from four days in the chair from hell, and now I have to go and sit in the chair from hell again for another five days running, which I assume is going to finish the job of screwing with my back completely. So I'd better get a move on so I can at least sit down on public transport because standing for an hour is going to be a universe of pain. I desperately need to ring my agency and ask them to find me another job.
But I suppose I have ample distractions from that in the fact that my back still aches, having not completely recovered from four days in the chair from hell, and now I have to go and sit in the chair from hell again for another five days running, which I assume is going to finish the job of screwing with my back completely. So I'd better get a move on so I can at least sit down on public transport because standing for an hour is going to be a universe of pain. I desperately need to ring my agency and ask them to find me another job.