A new definition of "clueless"

A user who, having given us his second phone line to have his (line-sharing) aDSL installed on some months ago, calls to say it is not working. Well, say I, do you still have dialtone on that line?

He doesn't know. He didn't know the phone number, he didn't think he ever had phone service, he didn't know if he'd had it disconnected, he didn't know if it had ever shown up on his phone bill, et cetera, et cetera, and so forth.

My jaw just keeps dropping every time I think about this.

Well, that was too damn easy.

( Hmm, let me think, which early 70s British rock band could I *possibly* be? )

Another lovely evening with sweh, wherein we explored the many functions of a studded leather belt. Also I had saved up my carbs and drank a lot of wonderful white wine, to wit a Cuvee Renaissance Cour-Cheverny 2000 Vendanges Manuelles. (I am a French wine luser, so I am not clear on what part of that label is what, except that Cour-Cheverny is the appellation.) The guy at the wine store said it wasn't a chenin blanc, but some grape varietal starting with R that I don't remember. Tasted not dissimilar, though. Two thumbs up.