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Stine II
Hm, so after trying to log into the Stine thing those ten times with all kinds of variations, without ever succeeding, I not only sent an E-Mail to the supposed support address, but also called the info service this morning.
Which made me be late for my Latin class. Hm. Whatever.
On the phone was a young, vaguely panicky-sounding man who told me that he would not be able to do anything, either, but he'd take down my complaint and have a look at my account, but he couldn't promise anything. Actually, I tried to get him to log into my account, but he wouldn't for security reasons. Not that he would have been able to do anything with the password, anyway.
So, he promised me to do what he could, in sheer frustration I tried to log in again, and - lo and behold!
In I got.
It's creepy. Either me AND my girl, who both tried to log into the account, using all possible variations of the password (both of them, one with "i" and one with "l"), are too dumb to actually get it right - which would be likely if only I had tried it and only had tried it once or twice - or those guys are a lot more competent than they let on. Hmmm... Either way, Stine freaks me out.
And I feel like a complete idiot for calling them again and telling them in my "I-know-this-makes-me-sound-like-an-imbecile"-voice that it's suddenly working and sorry about wasting their time.
Gosh, I hate computers.
Which made me be late for my Latin class. Hm. Whatever.
On the phone was a young, vaguely panicky-sounding man who told me that he would not be able to do anything, either, but he'd take down my complaint and have a look at my account, but he couldn't promise anything. Actually, I tried to get him to log into my account, but he wouldn't for security reasons. Not that he would have been able to do anything with the password, anyway.
So, he promised me to do what he could, in sheer frustration I tried to log in again, and - lo and behold!
In I got.
It's creepy. Either me AND my girl, who both tried to log into the account, using all possible variations of the password (both of them, one with "i" and one with "l"), are too dumb to actually get it right - which would be likely if only I had tried it and only had tried it once or twice - or those guys are a lot more competent than they let on. Hmmm... Either way, Stine freaks me out.
And I feel like a complete idiot for calling them again and telling them in my "I-know-this-makes-me-sound-like-an-imbecile"-voice that it's suddenly working and sorry about wasting their time.
Gosh, I hate computers.
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So, we're all in. That's good. What gives me the creeps is their deciding who gets in which course, because they don't say a thing about their selection criteria. *frets a bit*
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