Still no phone

I don't want to cast aspersions on the French or anything, but the stupid cable/phone guy did not come today, and I know it's because I was his last stop of the day and he was running late and did not want to work late, because the French are not into working late. Like, not even a little. So my window of 4-6 was obviously more a ballpark estimate of when he might stop by, should he so desire, and it was wishful thinking and sheer gullability on my part to think it actually meant anything. I even stayed late and waited, because in America, the cable guy never hits his window and will usually show up late, but when I asked my neighbor - in halting french - whether or not that was the case here, she unequivocally told me no. With a smile that clearly said, "Ah, you silly American, to think the cableman is coming at this hour; it is way past 6." It was 7:30, which also made it too late to get anything else done, since France is not the land of all-night commerce that America is. The French spend time with their families and friends, and that means no one works late and they all work 35 hour work weeks. Ah, France. I think I hate you. You know: in a loving way. ::sigh::

Also? I really need a phone and some freaking form of english entertainment. :( I hate the cable guy. And not in a good way, either. :(