Long Time No See Little Man

yeah yeah...bite me...
since we've spoken last the following has happened. I have fully recovered form my trip to Vegas, Verizon has fucked us up one side and down the other. My boss at work has left (angels singing) and my sister has undergone Brain surgery to remove a tumor.
We have this problem with Verizon. We had DSL and whenever it rained, yes the water from the sky, we could not use our Internet and our phone had such a hum in it you couldn't hear anyone you were talking to. Unless it was Rush Limbaugh. You figure a hi-tech group like Verizon could plan for such a foreseeable thing as rain. But I digress. We called them once a week for three months and they still could not fix our issue. So Herself decides we need to get FiOS. A fiber optic service offered by, umm..Verizon.
The installers were supposed to be here at 9am. My wife took the day off from work. We were first on the list. The knuckleheads didn't show up until 8:10 pm. For a five hour job. I'll give you the shortened version of the events that transpired. They drilled through our outer garage wall into the garage to mount the new box. In doing so they severed our doorbell line. (that story is a whole 'nother entry, believe me..) They were in our attic at midnight, connecting and disconnecting our cable tv service, and when they laid the wire form the road to the house, it came from the underground box and ran ONTOP of the ground to our house. They were supposed to insert said wire into a tube (that was placed underground 6 months ago) and snake it up to our house. The wire is still, a week and a day later, on our lawn and all the wires in our cable box are hanging out. Fuckin' a. Repeated calls to these pinheads have yielded no results. Fuck me.
My little sister Jennifer had brain surgery a few days ago to remove a tumor from her little melon. She had surgery in November to remove one from around her vocal cords and the ass wipes told her it wasn't cancer. We all rejoiced. Then they called her and told her it was indeed cancer. She had to have chemo and eventually, a feeding tube. Recently after an MRI the tumor had come back and spread. The doctor told her not to worry, he was sure it wasn't cancer. So they make her wait TWO MONTHS for her surgery. They get in, remove two-thirds of it and tell her three Pathologists have looked at it and it isn't cancer. We all rejoiced yet again. Guess what?? The fuck-sticks goofed again. It is cancer. And, there is still a mass in her temple encroaching her eye and optic nerves. Fuck... does anybody but me do their fucking jobs right?
ughghhhhh