I moved into a new apartment on Saturday. No real problems. Monday I bought a corded phone and tried the four jacks with it:
Living Room: Dial tone.
Kitchen: Dial tone.
Office (aka smaller bedroom): Dead line.
Bedroom: Dead line.
Mmmkay. I’ll just place a work order with my apartment. What’s that they say? They only guarantee so far as to have working phone service. And I do. But it’s not in the ONE JACK I really need it. To get the other two lines active, probably because they’re wired differently, I need to call Verizon and pay activation fees. In other words, the apartment shirks any responsibility that two of the four phone lines should be active.
I call Verizon. What the heck, I need to set up a second voice line anyway, since the office phone (eventually) will have a fax machine always on for work and is therefore pretty useless for incoming voice. I tell them my problem. The guy is (to Verizon’s credit) helpful. He tells me that it is quite easy to get all the jacks on the main line - if indeed the problem is that the two dead jacks are dead because they were wired differently for a second line. I opened all four jacks at the guy’s insistence (I’d already opened one before ever making any phone calls). And they are all THE EXACT FUCKING SAME WIRING. Though I did learn that the bedroom jack is daisychained off the Office jack, explaining why the bedroom is dead along with the office. The office wiring seems to run in the direction of the main box in the kitchen.
The office will have my fax machine, as well as the DSL modem. It needs to have a live line, and as soon as possible. I have work that requires the connection. No connection = productivity standstill for my job. I’m getting a second number activated on the sixth; I am assured this will make the two that are currently dead suddenly active. I preemptively call bullshit. Unfortunately, because I can’t prove it until they fail on the sixth, I can’t complain about it until after the sixth.
The second phone line MIGHT be active by the sixth, but I doubt it. The DSL won’t be active until as late as the sixteenth, and even then, it sounds like that will be very inconveniently in my living room, completely away from my computer in the office.
So fuck you to my new apartment complex. You are setting a great early precedent in saying that problems in your apartments are not your problems.
Fuck you to Verizon, which I called four different times attempting to find out whether it truly is their responsibility or the apartment’s. They seem to say the apartment’s, but they’re willing to make it their problem for a nice little repair fee.
Oh, and fuck you to the original contractor who wired up the apartment once upon a time. The office really needs to be isolated from all three other jacks (and who knows if that’s even hooked up to the box in the first place?), but because you got lazy and just wired the bedroom to ride off the office, that’s not going to happen.