Waitsfield Cable

So here I am in rural Vermont, and our cable box doesn’t work the day after Thanksgiving. I’m thinking that at BEST, I will have to wait a few days to get it fixed, and that is assuming that anyone actually checks the plaintive, pleading message I am going to leave on their «emergency» service hotline.
Wow, was I ever pleasantly surprised. After navigating through their phone menu (all I had to do was press 1) a human actually answered! He said someone would come to the house in an hour! OH MY GOSH!
The guy was an hour late, but he CALLED me to TELL me this! HOLY COW, and he had an excuse, the roads were icy, and I can verify this because I was outdoors early this morning, and it was so bad I nearly slipped and fell 3 times.
So anyway, the guy arrives, and he has a Red Sox cap on, which is a risk in this neck of the woods. Vermont, if I had to guess, is 60% Red Sox fans, 40% Yankees fans, so yeah, we were happy about his hat. He is courteous, polite, young and cute (my sister’s comment) and he petted the barking dog. He found the problem in 4 minutes (broken power cord, weird) fixed it, and left. No charge!
Wow, does it get any better than that? We were all so pleased that we had a celebratory Sidecar. Hey, it’s officially still the Holiday Weekend.